Tuesday, March 27, 2007

The Other Kind of Fishing




Took out the fish yesterday at a jetty.
Caught three waves before the tide killed it.
Bought some Mexican beer and waited.
Tide went slack.
Climbed down slippery rocks (beer in hand).
Cast the lure and bounced it off the bottom.
Jerked it free from snags.
South wind came on strong.
Rain pelted horizontally.
Peed twice.
Sneaky swell sprayed legs.
Caught a few fish.
Checked the surf again.

Gone.

Bought 4 dozen fresh oysters.
Shucked and chucked some back in the parking lot.
Three waves.
Three fish.
All before three o'clock.


(Thanks to Rye for showing me the ropes.)

DJ Krust - Maintain

10 comments:

Doc said...

There are no jetties...in Oregon.

Dub Resurrected said...

You're loving that place now, eh? Figuring out the routine. I often fish there too, but have pulled more sea bass than I have waves. Tasty little bastards. Got lucky and found a vacancy up north that same day. Tasty little bastards

Chum said...

Yeah. No real waves there... And I also hear it's pretty sharky. We should have headed north, but the fishin' was fun!

indytrucker said...

Sounds like Thurs. could turn on N. of Tillamook head,

pushingtide said...

Cool life you're livin' up North Sissy.

Anonymous said...

Krust...?
ah Drum and Bass. Took me a while. Nice.

Slim said...

shucka, shucka, shucka....

Chum said...

I ate porn star quantities of raw oysters last night...

Totor said...

You have oysters with Tabasco sauce?
Pretty weird...

Chum said...

I made mignonette the next day. But tobasco and lemon is a good quick option...