Once again, I was lighting a few cigarettes near the nuclear reactor, and found some bait for cheap at fisheries shop.
It’s called ‘Sabiki’.
It’s like tiny pieces of pink fish meat with multiple hooks connecting to one, with lots of sparkling feathers.
It was during the early morning, and the barometric pressure was low.
I was eyeing some massive Salmon in the middle of the water, they were moving in packs of three, like a mafia.
They were munching on the baby mackerels around the corner.
A few birdwatching old men set their traps to catch the anchovies around the corner.
I cast my go-to spoon at the salmon, they looked at the bait, followed it, then looked at me, then slightly backed away.
They did it a few times, so I switched to a spoon, same process …
I finally took out the sabiki, I just bought one as a sample, as soon as I launched in the water, all the fish scuffled over it…
And the victor was…
This Japanese Blue Horse Mackarel…
Wtf…
Since I was injured, and out of bait, I decided to go home .
I got home, fried the motherfucker with rice, and miso soup in wakame.
Once again, a victory that failed to fire up the grill.
When will I be able to fire up the grill with a massive hog?!
Victorious, yet stagnancy persists.
Posted by BigPapaSlut