So....I was drinking. Kind of a given. Yep. I have a beer sometimes before i get in a deer stand with a high-powered rifle. So what?
My point? Well, it was dark and cold and windy this past weekend, so i told myself: "Self. This would be a really great time to do some night fishing." So. I went. Me and LCS. Piddling around in the boat. Dark as hell. Kind of giggling at each other about how stupid it was to even try this. We had no flashlight...just a BIC lighter. We are fishing topwater. Its 10pm. Next thing you know, we see a shadow of something hit at LCS' buzzbait. Its a damned OWL. Well, we mess with it for a minute then move off a couple hundred yards so as not to be bothered by the winged beast. I make a cast back into the trees and hook a nice fish...ummmm.....OWL! He has my chug bug by the talons and gets all wrapped up in the braided line. I was able to drag him back to the boathouse where we could see, but I didn't like what I saw--a water-logged barred owl with a fistfull of treble hooks and my line wrapped around one wing and his tail.
As luck would have it, I got some courage in a bottle and was able to extricate the aforementioned beast. He was too wet to fly, but he flopped over to the bank and crawled up in the bushes. He was lucky...and so was I. I would hate to lose a finger....
Pretty neat, though. Night fishing is fun.
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