It’s fishing mania right now and since Man-wonder is a fishing addict we’ve been hanging around the shoreline catching the tides.
And there have been interesting moments.
Like watching the damp poetry of a line of fishermen standing, maybe ten or fifteen feet apart tossing out their lines when, upon hearing a splash of a leaping fish, turn in tandem to cast in that direction.
Or when the good-sporting hoots and conversation that drift ashore quickly turn to low grumbles and snide remarks when less-than-sporting fishermen/women don’t release fowl-hooked ones. Illegal and worse — dirty fishing.
Personally, I think they deserve the title of ‘fishing whores’ bestowed upon them.
Another goober-sliding-into-stupid move we saw came from a canoeist, and I truly hate to say anything bad about someone who canoes, but this goombah deliberately paddled into a mess of fishermen and began cutting the lines as they fell over his canoe.
Ever seen a group of ballistic fisherman? Ever seen a canoe leave a wake?
I have.
Even the seals like to get into the action—One hungry one slipped into the middle of a circle of fishermen around a school of fish which sent the fish into a broiling mass just before they took off in every direction. Within seconds all there was left was a group of either laughing or forlorn-looking fishermen reeling in empty lines as the seal feasted.
Another broil, on another evening, almost caused Man-wonder to do a tush-dive when a school broiled around him close enough to be banging into his legs.
Ever seen a man dance in waders? Wonder if the fish were laughing?
I know I was. . .
Another evening we watched a group of teens having an absolute hoot. They were nailing fish like they had magical lures and as soon as one teen hooked a fish another teen splashed over and held out the bottom of his tee-shirt like a net and caught the fish. Together they’d unhook the fish and after a kiss to the snout they’d release it, laughing like bandits the whole time.
And, when I got tired of watching the water action I’d look up and catch some magnificent sunrises, sunsets and odd cloud formations.
But, all this fishy action leaves me with a couple of questions—Like what do fish talk about underwater?
And, just how many fishermen pee in the water?
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