>A 200 pound flouder. Good God that must be a heck of a fight.<
Well...yes and no.
Imagine if your 14' skiff sunk in 250' of water. A diver goes down and attaches a four point harness at each corner of the skiff and the center point of the harness to the Fireline of your Penn meatstick. Now start pumping and reeling.
It's a forearm burner, for sure. However, it's more gratifying when you release that behemoth, since she's a breeding female and her meat is full of worms and mercury.
Don't even get me started on the whole spawner king thing. Makes my blood boil, too, especially since I'm already fuming about the halibut mess we're in. I've also typed and edited several times and decided to stick with this short repy.
Tight lines,
Mikey
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