Eagle vs. The Fisherman - True Story!
I read this story over at a forum that I like to visit from time to time...I've left it unedited. It'll definitely make ya laugh :) What a great way to end Steelhead season on the Skykomish River in Washington State. At least the guy got his fish!
Enjoy,
Michael
"Spent A few hrs. right above Monroe with no luck, so I thought I mite give Reiter one last try. Walked in te see 3 guys wich 2 of had fish, little color to them but still in shape. So I fish A while and lost one, but the 2 guys on the other side hooked into A bright fish, landed it and while bonking it on the head and hanging it from A branch mister eagle had taken notice. So after 10 mins thay went down stream A bit taking his fish but leaving it on A rock about 15yrd. from him. I threw out A few times, and at the end of my drift I noticed Mister Eagle with his talons ready for the grab, he swooped down and grabed the fish, them flew to A tree to enjoy his fresh steelhead breakfest. I yeld acrost to warn him as I saw the eagle going in, but thay did not hear me. So after 5 mins. he walkes back up and notices his fish is gone, looks aroung so I point to the tree where Mister Eagle is enjoys todays catch. He walkes up there to reason with the bird but he was having none of it, so he flyes up stream and lands on A big bolder. As he lands he drops the fish on the rock and SLIP right down the the bank, as the fish hit the ground the fisherman put it in gear and darted up there after the fish. SO after the 40yrd dash, he spooks the Eagle away and gets his fish back, only missing a eye and a few hunks of meat. I dont know what would have been better, catching A late brat or seeing that unfold. It was A grate day on the river......."
Enjoy,
Michael
"Spent A few hrs. right above Monroe with no luck, so I thought I mite give Reiter one last try. Walked in te see 3 guys wich 2 of had fish, little color to them but still in shape. So I fish A while and lost one, but the 2 guys on the other side hooked into A bright fish, landed it and while bonking it on the head and hanging it from A branch mister eagle had taken notice. So after 10 mins thay went down stream A bit taking his fish but leaving it on A rock about 15yrd. from him. I threw out A few times, and at the end of my drift I noticed Mister Eagle with his talons ready for the grab, he swooped down and grabed the fish, them flew to A tree to enjoy his fresh steelhead breakfest. I yeld acrost to warn him as I saw the eagle going in, but thay did not hear me. So after 5 mins. he walkes back up and notices his fish is gone, looks aroung so I point to the tree where Mister Eagle is enjoys todays catch. He walkes up there to reason with the bird but he was having none of it, so he flyes up stream and lands on A big bolder. As he lands he drops the fish on the rock and SLIP right down the the bank, as the fish hit the ground the fisherman put it in gear and darted up there after the fish. SO after the 40yrd dash, he spooks the Eagle away and gets his fish back, only missing a eye and a few hunks of meat. I dont know what would have been better, catching A late brat or seeing that unfold. It was A grate day on the river......."
posted by The "Duke" at 9:00 PM
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