a TINY bit different

PURSUANT TO LAST WRITING SON CHRIS AND I DECIDED TO GO OUT FOR TUNA. WE ONLY HAD A FEW HOURS, BUT NEEDED TO SCRATCH THE ITCH, JONESING IF YOU WILL. TAKING A RIDE OVER TO CERRALVO FOR BAIT I WAS A LITTLE BEFUDDLED BY THE NET THE CAPTAIN HAD WITH HIM. I USUALLY BUY THE BAIT NETS IN BULK FOR THESE GUYS, AND THIS WAS NOT ONE OF MY PURCHASES. THE OPENINGS IN THE NET WERE TINY, NOT QUITE A COFFEE FILTER, BUT SIGNIFICANTLY SMALLER THAN WHAT I BUY. I KNOW THAT THE CAPTAINS DON'T LIKE THESE AS THEY SINK TOO SLOWLY AND DON'T LET THE TINIEST OF FISHES ESCAPE. LITTLE DID I KNOW THAT WE WERE AFTER THE TINIEST OF FISHES. WE GOT ABOUT A MILLION SARDINIA, BUT THEY WERE NO LONGER THAN AN INCH, AND THAT MIGHT BE A FISHERMANS' EXAGGERATION. "PITIFUL" I THOUGHT TO MYSELF AS VISIONS OF #14 TROUT HOOKS AND TRYING TO GET 30LB. FLUOROCARBON THROUGH THAT LITTLE BITTY HOLE WERE PASSING THROUGH BY HAIRLESS HEAD. EVEN WITH YEARS OF TRAINING TO THE CONTRARY I STILL FALL FOR THE "DA' BIGGADA'" THEORY. WRONG AGAIN OH CORPULENT ONE! FIRST ENRIQUE BEGAN BY CHUMMING HAND FULLS OF THESE BITTY DEVILS, IT WAS ACTUALLY MORE LIKE CASTING CORN TO CHICKENS, AND THEN LOADED A COUPLE OR THREE ON A #1 HOOK AND LET OUT A BUNCH O' LINE. STILL FEELING A LITTLE SHEEPISH I QUICKLY TURNED BACK INTO THE SAME OLD GOAT WHEN CLICKETY CLICK, OUT SHE WENT. 35LB. YELLOWFIN. IN A COUPLE OF HOURS WE GOT 2 MORE BIGGER THAN THE FIRST, AND LOST ONE, WHICH WAS OF COURSE HUGE, AS IT GOT AWAY. LESSON HERE: SOMETIMES IT'S BETTER TO MATCH THE AVAILABLE BAIT RATHER THAN TO BRING IN THE RONPOPEILSUPERMEGADELUXEGOTTAHAVEITGIANTBAITAMOBOB. LESSON LEARNED, AGAIN.
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