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King Sings the Drag

It’s fun to try and predict the species of fish before you see it. Well this king let us know that it was not one of the many big sharks the boys had battled this day. The drag screamed at warp speed as the king blasted the large blue runner that we had dangling near the bottom. It then came to the surface and continued to peel off line again and again until David wore the big girl down . We threw it on ice and it topped off an action packed day of fishing with Dad and a couple fine young fishermen.

This blog is dedicated to my wife Snooker who inspires me everyday without using a word.

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