If you visit this site you are here for a reason, you have some of the same addictions and demons in your head that I do. Fish fever is a sickening disease that causes the brain to breakdown and become controlled by something that only an addict can understand. Impulse, agitation, and an empty wallet are often signs of addiction, and I have struggled through all of the aforementioned because of my addiction to fishing. I'm glad to say that I have never been addicted to "drugs" as society would call them, but fishing is a "drug" for sure and yes, I am addicted. Look below to see why this addiction has control of me.
Nick Mulpagano with the first fish of the day.
I am 6'4" and have very large hands, my hand couldn't cover the tail of this salmon that topped the BOGA grip a 30 pounds exactly.
The smallest salmon landed today, probably around ten pounds.
30 pound salmon
My first salmon of the day
The salmon run was literally crazy today. The Salmon River located in Pulaski, New York, held true to the world fame that it holds on this beautiful August day. Pods of 3 to 10 salmon flew by us all day long and by the end of the day we had approximately 40-45 hookups between Nick and I. At least half of those fish were broke off due to foul hooks, or crazy acrobatic runs by the fresh salmon. By the end of the day, 1 steelhead, 1 coho salmon, and 7 king salmon were brought to the bank. I have never seen, let alone caught this many salmon in August in my life. Usually, in New York, we have to wait until mid September to see fish in the numbers that we saw today. My unnerving need for a fix this morning put me in the right spot at the right time. FISH ON!!!
