That Certain Something

I just couldn't stay away.  It was going to be a fuster cluck and everyone in Rudee knew it.  With success stories inundating all the social media avenues and forums, the inlet was going to be googan central.  Yet still, I couldn't resist the promise of that certain something I've been craving.

Rods whipping to the left of me
Delightful spinning reel squeals to the right

Infectious grins all around 

 

Long bombing the quarter ounce 

procure smeared gudgeon imposter

on my seven two medium

fast action

With a slow bounce

Imitate.

Instigate.

  

 The predator's pounce sends an electric pulse

firing off the ten pound test braided neuron

When it reaches the high modulus extension of my nervous system

  

Ping.

Clean.

Unmistakable.

Short turn of the reel couples with an urgent swing

 Moment of truth 

Heavy weight

Back arched and tip bouncing

Head shakes

Map the brains of us all at that moment

Googan or not

It's a beautiful thing.

Add stubborn fights with peeling line

and that is why we love it.

Photo Credit:  William Ragulsky

Jeff Lockhart

Photo Credit:  William Ragulsky