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I've spent most of my life fishing, the rest I just wasted.

Every Sunday afternoon everyone in the neighborhood would meet at the nearby cross roads and country store to compare their weekend catches. Everyone had normal size fish except this one old farmer who had always brought in huge fish. The game warden heard about this and showed up one Sunday afternoon. After inspecting the old farmers fish, he turned to the farmer and said "If you don't show me your fishing spot , I'm going to have to close you down." The farmer replied by telling him to come out to the farm in the morning and he would take him fishing. The next morning the game warden shows up with his pole and the farmer tells him to climb onto the tractor. They head out into this big field until they come to a little pond. The warden is scratching his head because all he sees is a rotten old skiff, when he expected a large lake and something closer to a yacht. The farmer said to get in and they start rowing out to the middle. About this time the warden notices that there are no fishing poles. As he is about to say something, the farmer reaches into a box and pulls out a stick of dynamite, lights it and throws it into the pond. After the water and smoke settle, he paddles around picking up the fish. The warden's jaw is on the deck. He can't talk for a minute. When he finds his voice, he starts in on the farmer about how he can't believe what just happened and starts screaming to the farmer about all the regulations he has broken. While this is taking place the farmer calmly reaches into the box grabs another stick of dynamite, lights it, hands it to the warden and asks him if he is going to fish or talk. superoutdoorsmen
 One time I was swimming along the reef and my foot got caught by a giant clam. Then a shark came and then a barracuda came and then a giant octopus came and put all the tentacles around me. Then something terrible happened, they went away and I was all alone again. (Jose Jeminez)

The world’s only pink Bottlenose dolphin which was discovered in an inland lake in Louisiana, USA, has become such an attraction that conservationists have warned tourists to leave it alone.

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We were out about a mile, just ourside of the channel markers. The wind was at about 10 knots and not much was happening. Out of the clear blue,hot sky came a boat skirting my line. Of all the room n the ocean, this "rowboat sailor"  had to get to close. The line popped from the kite and the drag started singing. I just knew the fellows prop had got my line. As the line went limp my mumbling continued. I reeled in the line to discover that the fish had the last laugh.  Because I did not react as a fisherman should, the Anything got away. I just know it was the one that got away the last time.
A fishing tale

Today Ronald Waldron is going fishing. Just like he used to every day, back before he got sick, gave his boat away and moved into the Naples Manor Care of Lakewood nursing home on U.S. 41 East.

Ronald Waldron is going fishing. Once more will he feel the sway of the boat on the rolling Gulf and feel the spray and wind on his face.

Once more will he cast his line to the wind, look into the dark depths and wait to see what the world bring him.

The day is a gift. From the staff at his nursing home who want only to reward a 76-year-old man they recently learned spent his retiring years and dollars on the wants and needs of children in the Everglades.

So three Manor Care employees get up early one weekday morning and drive Waldron to Marco Island, where Jody Weis and his 31-foot charter boat, the Weis Guy, are waiting.

Jody has drinks in the coolers, rods in the back, and empty wells waiting to be filled.

Onboard, the mooring lines retrieved and all of us seated, the captain starts the engine and backs out of the boatslip, chugging out of the harbor as the yellow ball of sun slips from starboard to stern.

Ron, as his friends and caregivers call him, raises a hand to point toward a sailboat anchored sleepily in the bay, silent and still on this bright, new morning.
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A fishing tale

Manor Care employees Damian Baez and Dee Harris help Ronald Waldron, center, off a charter boat following a morning fishing trip at Marco River Marina. Waldron, who’s 76, created the Needy Kids of the Everglades Fund and over the years helped provide assistance to hundreds of children in the Everglades area.
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I remeber when I lived In Miami, Fl. I had a sail boat. I used to kite fish off the stern. The action from the kite motion was incredible. One of my favorite fish was the Mahi Mahi. I would fish with a spoon and when the first fish hit the spoon, I would leave the fish in the water. The other fish would go crazy and bite anything you threw in the water. A load of fish steaks was guaranteed.  These no footers are one of the best eaters in the sea.
If you want to have a (reel) contest, try fishing with two kites. You could possibly win. However I have found that the kite ussally comes in with flying colors.
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