The Yakker Way - Poem on Kayak Fishing |
Friday, 09 October 2009 04:38 |
Give me a body of water and I will be there, To my favorite spot I prepare to go, I see them park to launch their boat, Their massive boat churns up the lake, The morning was cool as I reckon, A hundred Yards off the starboard side, As I approach I begin to hear, The fish dove down, into the deep, The see me drifting some yards away, I say nothing, just a grin, Not a minute later I see the shimmer, One striper, two striper, three striper, four! I land each one and promptly release, Drunken and stumbling they rise to their feet. |
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