I believe that is a cusk, cold water, below the thermocline.
Jesus turned water into wine and drank wine at the last supper. Nothing wrong with it if it isn’t abused.
I was plagued with the problem of in spite of making sure I “emptied out” before leaving the house, upon arrival at my fishing hole I would always get a nearly uncontrolable urge to “go”. So what did I do? Got me one of those float tubes with a built in rest room, complete with flush toilet, urinal, nice smelling soap, luxurious towels, and posh lighting. It’s so nice, I don’t bother to go before leaving the house any more. Problem solved.
I have caught mackerel and harbor pollak with sabikis. Both are great table fish or bait for bigger stuff.
My surprise catch.....my right tricep with 2 points of a treble hook (all the way in) from a Rap while fishing for walleye on Lake Kabetogema, Minnesota.
Excellent stuff there. Wish I could remember any when apropos.
The word is Heddon, a lure manufacturer. The lure is a popper. So presumably it is a Heddon popping frog with hula skirt.
Yeah, a Bimini top would make it unbelievable. I look at that photo, and in my head I hear the song, “...a 3 hour cruise...”
WOW! Makes my pb striper, 41”, seem like a guppy. Thankfully I’m old enough to remain thankful for that fish, no matter who else catches what else. Like the Aussies say, good on yer, mate.
I know a bunch of foreign words from several languages, but am really only monolinguistic - I speak English. I did not quite get that either.
That forced the scales off the eyes. Great imagery and insight. Don’t know the day or the hour, but IT IS COMING.
And if you offered them already cleaned, “What, I have to COOK them?”
Are you thinking of The Best Years Of Our Lives?