Con'd my neighbor into fishing with me today, forgot to tell him it was going to be an Airborne Ranger
hump it day till I find fish. Started at White Shell, 6:30 a ship passes by, sucks me and all the water out to the River.
I get caught in the outgoing sunami, crash off the rocks and rip my rudder clean off. All I can say is thank God it was high tide.
I convince Thomas to cross the River, so we fight the outgoing tide and hit a creek over there, 2 hours later, NADA.
Next stop was West Chicopit, we float down with the tide, cut into the Creek and have a 20 mph wind and outgoing current into our face.
What else would you expect when you fish with me?
We paddle for 30 minutes to go a mile and wouldn't you know it, a boat is in my spot. OK, let go to my secondary spot.
One exhausting hour later, we make it!




I finally put us on some fish after about 6 miles of of wind, sun and current.
I then have my 2nd Kenocident, I hook a damn catfish, carefully grab the sucker and he
nails me good. When I pull his fin out of my hand, blood is spurting 6 inches in the air.
I did get the bleeding to stop a little while later, and was ready to return to White Shell.
We fight the wind and incoming tide back out, then coast half way across the River with the tide,
then freaking tide changes to outgoing, which pushes us all the way back towards Sisters Creek!
I would guessimate it took a solid hour to cross the River, fight wind and current to get back to White Shell.
Who wants to go fishing with me next?