"Heading Out"
I felt the now familiar tug, then the pull, then the really powerful pull. I knew there was a very large fish on the other line. It gave me; I never know how to tell a female fish from a male fish so the fish will remain an it, a great struggle diving deep pulling the line far out. As it tired, I was able to pull it closer and closer to the boat I saw it was a huge northern pike. Some people fish the lakes up here for pike, I am not one of them. They smell and they are slimy. What in the world is that slimy stuff all over them? I have no trouble with touching a walleye, removing the hook that captured it, but the pike, nope, no way I will do everything in my power to avoid touching them. I even bought myself a pair of plastic pink pliers, they even had a heart in the middle of them where they came together. Don’t laugh , it was a good choice they had flat, not pointy, heads at the end, whi...