Twas a nice Spring Sunday afternoon
on the Big C with a couple young fishing buddies. Started lookin for Gators around Cape Horn, moved up to Multnomah Falls then to the flats out from Horsetail Falls. Immediately caught two 41 7/8 inch gators which we admired and released for the additional 1/8 growth. It was a great warm afternoon, caught several shakers and it seemed one of the poles had a hint of action all afternoon. Night time was coming and we had 15 miles of river to cover to the boat launch when my pole had a quiver. I reached over, set the hook and handed the pole to one of the young men with me. I asked him to reel in the "shaker" while I tideid up the boat. Over an hour later, pitch dark, he said "I think he's getting close". With that this 7 foot ghost-like gator leaped completely out of the water five feet from the side of the boat, startling the _ _ _ _ out of all 3 of us. The young man, who had not caught anything bigger than a planted trout in his entire life, fell over backwards, shattered the pole in two and snapped the line. :shocked: With a holy "expletive deleted" we said goodby to a worthy legend and picked our way back down the river in the dark with one great memory for each of us. :grin:
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