HERE YE, HERE YE!!!!!!!!!!....that means listen up!

GotFish? That was a good story.....

But you snagged the fish? oh we gotta talk ... LMAO


Delw

Ok, here it goes......

First I want to thank all of you for being here. I appreciate the concern some of you had while I was on a sabbatical. Things got pretty crazy since the "Big Catch", everybody wants a piece of me, talk shows, radio, Movie producers, Katie Couric (she's even hotter in real life).

Here's my story. (copy this somewhere, someday your kids may want to know how it all started).

Once upon a time, there was a very large, handsome, and hairy man. He was invited to dinner and fishing with some friends he had met online at "Moosie's Hunt Talk". The dinner was to take place at an average restaurant called, "Monti's". The large man insisted that they all meet at the Monti's in Mesa, but much to his disappointment they all chose the one in downtown Tempe.
Our hero arrives at the restaurant a little late. He tells the waitress at the front that he was meeting a group of 9. She asked him what name the group was under. Not knowing the name, the waitress escorts the embarrassed gentleman all over the restaurant, Finally he reaches the last table and sees a somewhat ugly but familiar face…Delw. It was the group he was looking for. He wanted to get on the table and shout out because of all the excitement he was feeling but instead they seated him on the end where he stayed quietly for most of the dinner. This was not at all what he expected. These were normal people, not the freaks he imagined in his head. These people had families, kids, and jobs. They had soon-to-be wives and ex-wives. They were socially accepted, they did not stand out or wear funny looking clothes. These were well groomed people….well mostly. The dinner came, and they all ate and drank, even when the belts were loosened and the toothpicks were searching for leftovers, there was one who continued the eat and eat and eat. the large man was much bigger than this gluttonous person, and he wondered how one could eat so much and yet, be fairly fit, it shall remain as one of the mysteries of the universe.
Our hero was able to muster up some small conversation with a few of the peculiar people. It turns out that they all new each other in some way or another, and our Hero was labeled “The New Guy”. There was an older gentleman seated across from out hero, at first sight he didn’t look very nice. He had sort of a stern look to him. With a big gulp of air fearing it might be his last our hero manages to get a few words and put them in a sentence. This stern man was a Captain of a sport fishing boat for some time. Intrigued, our hero asked on and soon they were both enjoying a conversation. Though it was short and met with long pauses, it was a start.
Finally when the gluttonous man finished the bill came. This was the biggest adventure so far. When all was settled, some of he group headed home and the rest decided to go to Ft. McDowell Casino. This was wrong, our Hero had thought that everyone was going fishing afterwards, but no one was………..bummer.
Our hero was talked into going to the casino. When he got there he searched and searched for his comrades. He finally found a few of them. As he spoke with one named Elkhunter, Elkhunter’s wife disappears wit hall the money. During the confusion they also lost track of the stern Captain. For a half hour Elkhunter and the Hero engage in small talk. It was very nice despite the noise from the lousy band and all the icky smoke. Delw and April show up later and leave as soon as they arrived. Though they didn’t say our hero thought the reason was, Delw refused to ask directions or April was driving.
It was 10:30, and our Hero left the casino. He thought to himself, “Self, your pole and tackle box is in the trunk, and Saguaro Lake is right around the corner, and there’s a full moon out.(our Hero notices the full moon because he didn’t have a flashlight, he still has no idea what it has to do with the fish.) He gets to the lake and, “HOLY CRAP!!!” the lake was packed. Our Hero finally finds an unoccupied spot on the shore between the ramps and the piers. He uses the light from the trunk to tie on a 3” soft crawdad with rattles in it. He casts out the lure with such finesse and style, he works this lure in different spots for a half hour. He then goes back up to the car and changes lures. This time he pulls out a 5” suspending minnow jerk bait, red and gold, it too has rattles in it. he goes back down to the water and casts out. 5 minutes later he reeling it in very slowly and as he gives his pole 2 soft jerks, WHAAAAMMMOOO!!!! His pole was bent in half, his reel was spinning like crazy!!!(he doesn’t know how to set the drag properly at this time). He yanks the rod way up in the air to set the hook and starts’ reeling the monster in like no one ever has!!! His pulse was doubled he was breathing like he just finished a marathon!!!!! The water was splashing all over like a tidal wave!!!!!
Finally, without a net(it was in the trunk) he grabs the line and pulls this thrashing fish onto the rocks. He picks the monster up, and to his surprise, there was no hook in the mouth of this fish!!!!! Through closer examination of the beautiful Largemouth Bass, he turned it over and there was the lure, the middle hook was set in the side of the fish(Texas-rigged like). “How did this happen”, he wondered? Excited and confused by this strange moment our Hero had a dilemma. He spent so much time trying to pry the hook out, he didn’t know what to do with the fish. The camera was in the trunk of his car, he was all alone, he wasn’t sure if people ate this type of fish and he does hear quite often about ‘catch & release’. So he thought if he put the fish in the water and it just floated up, he’ll take it home and mount it or find a way to eat, but, if it swam away it, he’ll just catch another. As soon as the fish hit the water, it disappeared. He sat for a moment thinking about what just happened, he took a deep breath, moved downstream a ways and began casting his “GFSW”. To his disappointment there were no more bites and he packed it up. As he drove away, he thought….

“Dang, that cheesecake Del ate sure looked tasty.”

I hope y’all enjoyed this short tale of the birth of Arizona’s newest converted Bass fisherman. Thank you, and Watch out, here I come.

got fish?

I left the size of the fish out on purpose. Use your imaginations.

Come on Delw, give the man some credit.
The fish just took a swipe at the lure and missed causing it to become inbedded in the outside of its head. LMHO
Got fish, great story!
I should wish I could have been to both places that night.
Until the 19th, I look forward to meeting everyone.

Good tale. I knew it was possible to sight-snag carp, but bass?

Great Story.. Well written, if not slightly over descriptive.... and you're right about the cheese cake that Delw inhaled.......



The Stern Looking former Charter Boat Skipper

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Great story. Delwee printed it out for me and Michele read it to me on our drive home.

thank you, thank you, all your complimates are going straight to my head.

I'm going fishing Monday morning(5/5/02) with JohnSWA. You think this story was outrageous, wait until you see the story i write up about tomarrow's trip. Adverbs and adjetives will be flying all over the place.

Wish us luck, and thank you,
with love,
got big head?

Personally, I was riveted by your use of chiasmus in crafting your fishing lore. I thought I saw a hint of Beaudelaire and just a whiff of Dante. I did not know you were so classically versed. I eagerly await the second installation.

Good story. Just enough realism to make it belivable. Just enough fairy tale to keep you reading to the end...

Best fiction I never read!

Fairy tale? Fiction?

Say it isn't so!!!!

Take that back!!!!

You thought taht was good?
wait 'till I tell my tale of the day I spent with JohnSWA on Monday.....

to be continued.....?