It pains me somewhat to share this evening's events as once again my rod-holders left when the wind seemed interminable so I didn't go out.
I should have.
Arriving at the clubhouse I noted a good number of vehicles in the parking lot which was indicative of the fact we weren't the only group to not venture forth, and then the yard revealed a decent group of interested on-lookers, with many gazing at the cleaning table.
My gaze went to the numbers on the big board and I noted what had been 32 was now a 38, which much resembled the size of the fish on the table.
This story has a bit of a twist to it as the guy on the rod for that fish was Paul Pearson, and the guy on the oars was Mike Stutzel.
Followers of this thread may recall that Paul had earlier rowed himself into the Tyee Club with a little 30 1/2 pounder, the second Tyee of the year.
Keen followers of this thread may also recall that Mike Stutzel had earlier rowed himself into a Tyee, not his first, and the 11th. of this season.
Both had conversed about getting out together and tonight they did, and this is the result.
Paul with their 38 pounder, all cleaned and about to be bagged once the head is removed.
Apparently Mike didn't want to be bagged OR have his head removed, so he's not in the picture.
He assured me he's still handsome though.
There is a good possibility these guys might know what they are doing one might think, and they got to revel in their success for quite a time tonight, a good 30 minutes or so before another Tyee was registered.
That's right, we had numbers 18 and 19 registered tonight, back to back.
And, even a 14 year old young lady from Cobble Hill can catch a Tyee it seems, as that's exactly what happened tonight.
Deftly handled by young Kalla Shields on the rod and rowed by her Dad, Chris Shields, their fish weighed in at a svelte 35 pounds, right on the button.
As one might imagine, with Dad as a rookie rower and Kalla as a new Junior member of the Tyee Club, there was much excitement and activity happening in a compressed time but Bob, the Weighmaster, handled it all with good humor and got 'er done.
Here are a few photos from tonight, which also featured a few unders caught, a couple others released, one guy hooking up three times and losing all three, plus, of course, a Blue Moon.
Here's Kalla a second after ringing the bell.
I think that look on her face says a lot and note the rope on the bell is still swinging.
She rang that bell like an old pro.
More than just another pretty young gal, Kalla also handles a knife quite well and looked after the cleaning of her fish under the watchful eyes of several envious onlookers, myself included.
Here she is deeply engaged, and the Blue Moon is watching too, having just risen from behind Quadra Island to keep an eye on things.
This photo shows Paul Pearson on the left who had been talking story with Chris Shields, Father of Kalla, who is talking to Kalla's younger brother while she is cleaning her fish. I think that's another brother on the right.
Note another fish on the grass.
It was busy at the cleaning table tonight.
Finally, I must complain to the PR Department for Atmospheric Events for false advertising, as I fully expected the moon to be noticeably blue tonight, given all the hype on the news earlier, but here is a photo taken a short time ago and it doesn't look "blue" to me at all. LOL
Must be an old wives' tale or perhaps a fishing myth similar to the faint belief I might actually be out there when there's a good bite on and one of my long-suffering rod-holders will be rewarded with a fish, finally.
It could happen.
Take care.