“I wanted to fish again,” said the 92-year-old WWII vet.
Every few years or so you hear or read about a largemouth bass fisherman who in the process of lipping a bass gets bitten on the hand or thumb by a water moccasin that is trapped in the gullet of the bass. The snake, still alive, being the last meal the bass ate before eating the said anglers lure, fly or bait. I never think to check for a snake when I am lipping a bass. I do know bass are fond of eating snakes and there are plenty of lures and flies on the market that attest to a bass’s penchant for snakes. Once after fishing in Flamingo in the Everglades National Park and while I was at the cleaning station at the ramp another angler who was cleaning fish found a small live rattle snake in the belly of a redfish he had caught in backwaters of Hells Bay.
“This Eagle stole a beautiful Dolly Varden Char right off of my hook, then took all my backing and stole my fly too!” - Norman Dreger
“I push further and further up stream and bring many more beautiful brookies to hand. Crystal clear water, bright green forest, and vibrant trout. This is the divine fish and I am fishing for them in the heavens. Most of you know how sensitive these fish are. They can only exist in the purest of waters, and almost always high up into the clouds. To delve into their world, is to escape from ours.” — By Miles Marquez
“The fish is now telling its own story,” said Lisa Heki, 51, complex manager at the Lahontan National Fish Hatchery. “Along with the fishermen who get to catch them.”
