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| Chet Warwick and the one that didn't get away. Photographer unknown. |
While I would love to tell a 'fish tale,' Chet Warwick
actually caught the one that got away! When I heard of his fishing adventures,
I suspected 'fish tales' -- these must be over-blown stories. His wife’s
anecdotes of high waves, broken-down motors and remote bays were all confirmed
by his sons. His sons were a mix of willing and unwilling participants.
I would definitely have been an unwilling participant -- I
have caught two 'trophy' fish. These
are my only catches (not counting my
husband). The first was a sucker (not
my husband). I begged mercy and the fish was reluctantly released. (Don't tell the Fish and Game Wardens.)
My next fish was a real trophy - at least in dollars or
memories per pound. Five days, four people, four out-of-state fishing licenses,
two white-striped bass -- one caught by me!
Fish weight.... I think they were
over the limit. (Don't tell the Fish and Game Wardens.) Enjoying canoeing all day;
roasting fish over the fire with my husband and parents; listening to the 'Grand Canyon Suite' bouncing
off the cliffs in a bay on Lake Powell; priceless!
And now I leave you to go fishing for more tales at Sepia Saturday 102.
Chester Arthur 'Chet' Warwick (1903-1973) was my grandfather. He was a jeweler by trade and a fisherman by heart.
I don't know anything about fish, but that must be a good one.
ReplyDeleteEveryone needs a great fish tale!
ReplyDeletePostcardy, Obviously I'm no fish expert either. Surely someone will stumble along who can identify the fish!
ReplyDeleteLoved you fishy story! ♥ Especially the music bouncing around in the canyon!
ReplyDeleteWith Scenery Like That, I Would Fish Too!
ReplyDeleteLots of fish tales this week!
ReplyDeleteThat's a big fish; I wouldn't like to hold it in that position for long.
ReplyDeletewell done, that lady :-) I don't go fishing any more (can't bear bashing them to kill them, even if they are tasty) - mine's a fishing tale too :-) Jo
ReplyDeleteI am like Tony, with scenery like that i would go fishing too. Wonderful photo!
ReplyDeleteI am not going to tell anyone : no hang on, I will. A great piece of writing : I thoroughly enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteEveryone seems to have a fishy photo in their stash, and that’s a great one! Good story too.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed your description of your catches and "suckers."
ReplyDeleteThat sure is one fine catch, and a keeper!
ReplyDeleteJinsky, We never did get all the fine red sand out of that cassette player. :)
ReplyDeleteTony & Marilyn, From the photos and the memories they stirred to life, we spent more time hiking arroyos taking photos. :)
Jo, I passed off the bashing and cleaning part to someone else. Definitely not my favorite part of the process.
Thanks to all for stopping by and for your kind words.
Not a big fan of fishing [or hunting either] as I am more of a contemplative type when in a natural environment, but I like his look while he holds his catch. Great pics!!
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HUGZ
I only ever went fishing once as a young child in Ireland. It must be a wonderful experience to roast your own catch over a fire, far beyond an everyday meal.
ReplyDeleteAwesome photo! I won't tell the Park Rangers; my lips are sealed. Thanks so much for your visit,
ReplyDeleteKathy M.
There's always something a bit scary to me about dead fish hanging on a line. I too would let them go. A friend to this day can't stand even seeing fish because her father used to bring them home and throw them in the sink for her to clean.
ReplyDeleteA Large Mouth Bass, I think. Wikipedia has a similar fish photo to compare.
ReplyDeleteI think we all went fishing with this week's Sepia Saturday theme. Nice photo of your grandpa!
ReplyDeleteGreat fish tales. I think the Grand Canyon experience would have been wonderful.
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