So, I never told the last fish story of the Vacation...probably because even I almost don’t believe it actually ended this way.
On the last day when I caught the most amount of fish, I was down to my last minnow and had just put it on the hook when my wife and daughter came home from the beach and interrupted me. They were telling me how their day was and asking me how the fishing was...and it totally broke my concentration.
I told them I was on my last minnow and just go rinse off from the beach and I would talk to them later. I cast the minnow out, but the line snagged and it dropped short of where I wanted it to be. There was also a knot in my line so I needed to fix it before reeling back in. As I cleared the knot, the line pulled...and my last minnow was gone.
I was a bit sad that it was ending that way, but still happy about the many fish I had caught.
As I sat there contemplating the end of the fishing, I noticed a small half dried out minnow on the dock that was nearly bitten in half. It must have come from an earlier fish that I had landed, shaking it off the line as I pulled it in.
I thought, well why not try to use it? So I dropped it into the water of the bait bucket and A few minutes for it to soften up a bit.
Then I put it on the hook and cast it back out. 5 seconds later, the line screamed and I caught the biggest fish of the day....unfreaking believable!
A perfect end to a great vacation! :)