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Join Date: Feb 2011
Location: Topeka, Kansas
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30 or so years ago, my parents came to visit while I was stationed on a ship out of Ketchikan, AK. I took my Dad halibut fishing. The first thing he pulled up was a 20 pound red snapper. Without thinking, I took it off his jig and tossed it back in the water. The incredulous look on his face made me realize that I has just thrown the biggest fish he had ever caught in his life away. Since it was pulled up from 20 or so fathoms, it was still full of air and floating on the water so I maneuvered the boat to go pick it up. Before we got there, a majestic bald eagle swooped down and snatched it from atop the water and flew off towards an island that we were by. Even though he ended up catching a couple of halibut bigger than that, I slipped from favorite son status for quite some time.
Even to this day, that's the first thing I think of when I see a bald eagle. Jack |
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