
I’m somewhat shocked to realize it was 20 years ago that my dad and I bought our 20$ tickets for the big Victoria Rotary Club’s Annual South Island Fishing Derby for the fourth consecutive year. The years previous, you could almost sense the derision from the power-boat anglers with downriggers, sonar scanners and multiple lines in the water as they puttered past our lowly canoe while we strip-cast or jigged buzz-bombs or stingzildas.
While we always boated fish, we could never match the weight of the lunkers the trollers would pull in and accordingly were nowhere near the leader board. This was of little matter to us, as it was all about another day on the water, raising money for charity and hoping just hoping for the seemingly impossible “big one.” Another day of casting my line over and over yet going home with nothing more than a well-defined farmer’s tan.
There’s always a chance.
It was late afternoon, near 4pm I would guess, and if my memory serves me correctly I had stuffed my rod for the day and was munching on a PB&J sandwich while pops carried on. I didn’t see the hit or his rod arch violently in the span of a second, but his “Whoa oh oh!!” turned my head around in time to hear the reel drag begin to scream with that high-pitched “zzzzzz!” every fishermen loves to hear. This was no skip-jack or seasonal pink..
It took a good 20-25 minutes to get the big spring into the canoe, during which time dad frantically and sometimes expletively yelled instructions at me to paddle the boat to more favorable play angles as the chinook recklessly raced around the depths. Naturally, I had to net it and my 13-year old arms had one heck of a time heaving it out of the sea. The feeling of elation on our faces would have been priceless to catch on film.
Weighing in at 30 point-something pounds, our haul was good enough to take home third place in the derby and a $300 gift voucher from Island Line & Tackle.
I loved how he held it up extra long so the hot-shot power boaters could get a long look at it.
That’s the beauty of fishing to know they’re there and no matter how technically proficient you are, sometimes it’s all luck and right place, right time. All it takes is the initiative to get out there and a line in the water.

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Go on at length how your Tecno Seating Executive Hi-Back Massage Chair makes going to work on Monday all the more bearable after portaging from one land-locked lake to the next over the weekend, and how you’re thrilled how quickly it was received after placing your order.
Put your line in the water at cymaxstores.com somebody’s gonna land the big fish!
2 comments:
Home is right, it is important to choose furniture to suit the mood and style of you home or living space. Choosing furniture or your home needs to be done in a sensitive way. As well as flooring, textures and color, you should also think about the size of your rooms. If you choose BIG furniture for a modest sized room, you will make it claustrophobic. Alternatively minimalist or small furniture that is dwarfed by a room can lead to am empty feeling (worst case it can leave echoes when people walk through the room). In addition adding dark colored furniture to a darkly decorated room can make it feel very sullen and sombre.
You really like doing fishing,Its also my favorite pastime on vacations.
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