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Me, me crew and the Misty C just
returned from a trip 60 miles into the Gulf of Mexico to catch some provisions for the crew ashore and our next cruise to
find some booty. Stopped at Egmont Key to pick up some rum, can't fish without the good stuff. And a very good catch we did bring back. Alot of Great American
Red snapper, 3 or 4 nice size grouper. the largest being a Red Grouper about 25 lbs.
The following 4 photo's are from Captain Black Bart's Key West, Fish or Cut Bait Expedition.
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OUR CAPTAIN KIDD GOES FISHING A true tale of Arizona widerness Posted as submitted, uncensored or edited. Subject: spirit animal story of fate.... had plans to hike/fish in sedona east of i-17. woke
up @ 5 am to get on my way and for some reason decided to change my plans. got on the internet and switched route to the west
fork of oak creek. i have gone way back many miles through sedona back country a few times before searching for my animal
spirit. What is an animal spirit? don't really know the answer to that. Just some Native American mumbo jumbo that i thought
would be funny to say I had one. Never got any signs in the previous attempts. decided it was something i had to let happen.
NOT force. allow the cosmos to align and nature will show itself to me. Right? Actually told some coworkers that on friday
before. And i figured Saturday, my bday, would be a great day to get out and see what might happen. Sedona is full of all
that wierd UFO, Vortex, Spirit bullshit y'know. that is why i choose it as a destination for inner knowledge, reflection,
and life answers. gotta be alone too so that there is no distraction between yourself and the nature gods. SO... I headed
on my way down the west fork of oak creek. snow was still covering the ground and hillsides. Icicles hung from debris sticking
out of the water. and oak creek was bombing with water. normally it is just a trickle through this area but today it was raging,
running fast, and at every creek crossing i was in up to my waist and more struggling to get across with the current. plan
was to get at least 5 miles in deep into this canyon where there are supposed honey holes for large brown trout. I didn't
make it to the end of the 3rd mile when the nature gods showed themselves to me. Now remember, there aint nobody back where
i'm at. aint nobody dumb enough to be crossing the creek with the amount of water that was running in it, aint nobody dumb
enough to go hiking in snow for miles on in. Now, I got to a point where i had to cross the creek but the creek bed in this
area is all sedona red rock which becomes very slick especially with a strong current running over it. the water at this point
was approx. only ankle deep but current was still enough to push me along the slippery creek bottom. So i decided to stop
for a break, take some pictures and think about where i could go to cross with a less trouble. i shimmied myself along the
canyon wall keeping my toes off the waters edge. rested my fishing pole against the wall and started taking pictures of the creek up ahead. New camera so i was working with different settings. yadayadayada. when i was done with my picture taking i
put my camera into the front pocket of my waders and figured it be time to get across this creek and get to some big fishing
pools. i made a half turn and FROZE. there, hunched, head down low to the ground, shoulders back, and paws at waters edge
was the Mountain Lion. It had me in its sights. No more than 15-20' of ankle deep water was the only thing between us. (i have picture
of creek at that point as reference to how close it was to me) What a ferocious, terrifying, and beautiful creature. My first
instinct was to get out my camera again. I told myself NO! Dumbass! Get your fucking knife out! reached into the pocket below
my camera and pulled out my leatherman. Which sadly only sports a knife blade the size of my pinky. my bigger knife i had
packed away in my backpack. STUPID. Adrenaline kicks in pretty fast at that point and FEAR never crosses your mind. You accept
the situation at hand. Its a DO or Die. Battle Royale. This 200 lb. cat is coming over to eat me! it kept moving its paws
in and out of the water as if it were unsure if it should cross or not. Similar to what i was doing when i first got to that
point. i thought for sure that nothing was going to stop it from coming over. i had in my mind an attack plan. just like wrestling.
get low, get narrow, and explode up and out. plan was to knock it back into the water where we would tumble down the creek
in a fight to the death. the waters of Oak creek would have been stained red with our blood had that been the way things ended
up. We had a stare down for probably the longest minute of my life!, it just stared, completely still. the face i will never
forget. evil eyes, mouth open, red tongue barely out of its mouth and i could see the whites of its lower fangs. (just like
my profile picture). We stared, stared, and stared. i was down in ready position pinned back against this canyon wall with
my heels up against it for a strong push-off. knife in one hand, i finally just started swinging my arms at it. never yelled
or made any noise i just started swinging my arms. And finally!, the giant cat turned its head and trotted away up its side
of the bank. PHEW! relief....when i knew it had left i turned my back and got the Fuck outta there! What an incredible sight
to see when its all said and done. and i'm still in one piece. Still can't believe what i experienced. Face to Face with North
America's stealthiest predator. It could have been stalking me all day? Who knows? Had I crossed the creek without hesitation
i would have walked right into it. SO now, i feel it necesarry to get me one of those really cool native american tye dye
t-shirts with stars and shit on it with the mountain lion face in the front. Symbolizing my Animal Spirit. Best birthday gift
EVER!!  FYI: This sturgeon is still alive, just worn out from the
fight. They turned him loose after the photo. This Sturgeon was caught on the Willamette River just below
Oregon City two weeks ago. It weighed out at over 1,000 lbs and measured out at 11'1". It was 56"
around the girth
and took over 6 and a half hours, and 4 dozen beers, for the 4 guys taking turns at the reeling it in. Any
Sturgeon OVER about five feet has to be released unharmed and cannot be removed from the water. They are
brood / breeding stock and probably older than most of us.
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DID NOAH FISH?
A Sunday school teacher asked, 'Johnny, do
you think Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark ? ''No,' replied Johnny. 'How could he, with just two worms.'
 The day after his wife disappeared in a kayaking accident off
the coast of Maine a man answered his door to find two grim-faced State Troopers.
"We know it's late, sir,
but we have some information about your wife," said one of the Troopers.
"Tell me! Did you find her!?"
the husband shouted.
The Troopers looked at each other. One said, "We have some bad news, some good news, and
some really great news. Which do you want to hear first?"
Fearing the worst, the ashen husband said "Give
me the bad news first."
The second Trooper said, "I'm sorry to tell you, sir, but this morning we found your
wife's body in the bay."
"Oh my God!" exclaimed the husband. Swallowing hard, he asked, "What's the
good news?"
The Trooper continued, "When we pulled her up, she had 6 twenty-five pound snow crabs
and 12 good-size lobsters clinging to her."
Stunned, the husband demanded, "If that's the good news, what's
the great news???"
The Trooper answered, "We're gonna pull her up again tomorrow".
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| Capt. Kid lands a trout at Chevlon Lake |
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| Jesse Pauly catches one at Crystal Creek |
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| Tom Rey catches a biggy at Silver Creek |
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| Backpacking to little pools JON (Chainshot Jonny) |
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| A DAYS WORTH OF DRINKING FOR RON & CREW |
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| Don thought 80lbs was big & then he hooked 360lbs |
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| IT'S A KEEPER AND CAPTAIN KID SMELLS FISHY |
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| Brother Dan right, pulls in a halibut in Alaska |
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| Capt. Jack believes in "Catch & Eat" |
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| Gary's 3lb rainbow right & 12oz bottle bass left |
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| Mom's 83 & swears it's her 1st fish. She was 3. |
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| There seems to be a shadow of a fish on the left pant leg. |
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| WHAT A TRIP THIS WOULD TURN OUT TO BE |
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| CAPTAIN KID LANDS A BEAUTY FRESHWATER |
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| NICE CATCH FOR THE BILGE SLUT |
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| RON SHOWS HIS CREW WHAT A FISH LOOKS LIKE |
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