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DICK GAYNER
BOBBY
COOTE
A s I got the fish closer, D a n ny a n d M a rk we re n ow st an d i n g
n o t far away and asked, “D o yo u n e ed a h a nd ? ” I wa s n’ t b e i n g
f u nny; I just don’t like to p u t p e o p l e o ut a n d o n ly eve r a s k fo r
h e lp if I really need it . By n ow t he f i s h wa s o u t a b o u t 2 0 ya rd s
o u t on the surface in a m a s sive c h un k o f we e d , a n d D a n ny
s a id, “Mate, that’s a really go o d f i s h fo r h e re ! ”
I had to strip off the tra i n ers . L u c ki ly I h a d s h o r t s o n , a n d
I went out a little way into t h e l a ke to n e t th i s st u n n i n g f i s h .
W hat a co mmon and a tru e t a le o f t he u nk n ow n . I ’ m pre t t y
s u re, and so were Danny an d M ark , th a t th i s f i s h h ad p ro b a b ly
n ever seen a hook in its life . I t wa s a ve ry s p e ci a l f i s h i n d e e d ,
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