The other day after loosing the second silver I had ever hooked in the Snohomish on a trooled fatfish in slack water I was so upset that I accedently exceeded the speed limet by 6 miles an hour. I feel so bad about it that that I probably won't ever allow myself to fish again. I just can't take the chance of being skunked and dealing with the on going distraction that it causes. Speeding is a crime and now I am a criminal all because i love to catch fish so much. I think it would be best if I were to have a deep conversation with my .357 now.


aw to hell with it I am going to the Veddar with spinners, spoons and bobbers and eggs and Ill try to keep the rig under 75. I may take some longer leeders and wool but not my bonker or even an Ice chest because i don't keep the fish I catch there. I just love to reel em in. SEE YA