Jared015

34#

My father and I, with our family, come up from Cleveland every year. My dad, in the 80's, went for a few trips, but stopped coming. after telling me amazing stories of all the fishing in NY we finally decided to take a trip in 2007. Multiple years of chartering from Tracker charter inspired us to get boat and run along side Cpt Dave. Allowing us to bring more family and friends. We gradually went from this annual trip being only 3-4 days long to now being10 day trips multiple times a year. We love it up there The time that comes to mind for me was the first year with our boat. We went trolling the last morning before we left. Just me and my father (now tradition). We had Little gas left from a long day before and did not get in to the marina in time for gas. So we decided to get on the water early ,with the little gas, and come back in early. If we did good we'd go back out if we did bad we would just load up he boat and head home. We hit a nice steelhead right away that I lost. But followed that up with a 20 lb King that I caught. it looked to be a good start It began to get busy and boats were tight. We had a GOOD King on the line and boats were forcing us to turn hard while fighting the fish. We ended up losing it and to top that off we had to turn hard again because of another boat. My father who was driving began to cus as we tried to organize the mess we had. Then the downrigger goes off and starts running out line fast. We knew it was a good King. We just said "get this fish in, then all this will be worth it". Well after about 25 mins he was near the boat. My dad was trying to untangle lines (the fish was all over the place) and drive. On top of that The boat used to have a stalling issue at idle speed. It would stall every once in awhile. Whelp it decided to do it when we were trying to net this fish. Not once not twice Three times. All this and my dad got the net tangled on the rocket launcher in the rod handles when he leaned it on there to go start the boat again. All this was going on and my dad was cussing up a storm. F this boat F this Net. we're never going to catch this fish. I started to laugh to myself because I thought there's no way this much can go wrong and we could lose his fish he would've been lost already. Boat stalls again and my line goes wayyyyy slack. I said "he's gone" My dad says "dammit I'm sorry I lost him". I replied "no you didn't I lost him" I kept reeling and the line tightened up again. The fish ran at the boat. My dad got the net untangled and tried netting it twice and missed. The fish moved to the starboard side and he said im gonna wait till he gets to the back again. I yelled just net him!!! He did and then said help me he's too big. As the fish hit the deck we went from pure mayhem and cussing to jumping up-and-down hugging each other and saying this fish is huge. We went in and decided not to come back out that was the best way to end the trip. I will never forget that moment with my father

We'll be there soon A wife and a steady job will ruin a good fisherman.

Sorry my state doesn't have 8 teams to choose from. No matter how bad the browns have been we are loyal true fans. We don't just pick a team to root for bc they are currently relevant. We have respect for the bills fans bc they know our pain. The jets are just great these days And giants are on there way back to the top too!?! Right?? Lol Ehh but I love my browns and the factory of sadness the past 15 yrs A wife and a steady job will ruin a good fisherman.