The reason I want to talk about this is because I caught a foul hooked fish! Easy come, easy go, right? Nope! It was really hard to let my fish go. It was a beauty, the biggest fish I ever saw (this might be what they call a fisherman's tale), anyway, it was beautiful. As I was reeling it in, my head got bigger and bigger because now I can say that I was the one that caught the first salmon (bragging rights). Watching John out of the corner of my eye and seeing his disbelief really made my head swell. I think I saw a little bit of jealousy in his eyes but I don't know that for sure it might have been just the angle in which he was looking at me. Reeling my fish in was a workout, probably because it was so big, it seemed like it took forever! When I finally got him close to the bank I noticed it was foul hooked! I hooked him right in the side! I had to let this big, beautiful, not to mention tasty creature back into the river. My big head deflated quickly. So after saying goodbye and wiping the tear from my eye, John released it.
The sad thing is that fish experience shock when caught. Treat a fish you intend to release carefully and release it before it is totally "played out". Remove the hook while the fish is in the water and if it cannot be released easily, cut the leader. An exhausted fish may need to be gently supported in the water. My fish seemed to be okay, he gladly swam away.
John did catch a fish today, fairly hooked.
Now that's no fair!