redneck joe
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prepare to be bored.Lets have it. We get socked in alot around here. Quite a few boats were just heading out as I was coming in
i was about 10 or so we went to the mouth of the Columbia and after we got out, boom all socked in. It was my first time out there, salmon fishing.
So we are in the middle if the river (not crossed the bar yet and dad start talking about how we need to get back to the marina but have to avoid the south jetty at all costs because if we get caught up in the south jetty we will DIE. Flip boat, crush us against the rocks, etc. So he looks at the compass and what does he do? Heads south... i was so freaking out but too scared to say anything.
They we start to hear foghorns which is of course ocean going tankers so i just know we are going to DIE.
Then I see some lights to the side of us and we thought that was land or something turned out to be prob 45' trawler heading out and of course it was very close so again, i'm just know we're going to DIE.
Dad whips in behind the boat and hollers out to the old lady (well at ten everyone is old) but she did have a pipe hanging out of her mouth. Dad asked where X marina was and she pointed at said 'THAT WAY!" Dad yelled thanks and started to turn in that direction All of a sudden "WAIT!!! NO ITS THAT WAY!!' and points in the opposite direction. South, to the south jetty.
I'm a dead man.
Fog lifted a bunch and we found the marina. Waited a couple hours went back out and I caught my first salmon. No hair comments, it was the mid 70's...