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THE WIRE-HAIRED SWORDFISH
The Ocean south of Noman's Land, a barren little island off the seaward tip of Martha's Vineyard, Mass., is rarely lifeless. Marlin travel there, and tuna, and the lordly broadbill swordfish surfaces with fins above the water, perhaps to rest, perhaps to sleep off a stint of orgiastic dining on lesser fish life. The broadbill is unwary then and men in boats can ease up to him, thrust a lily iron into his back and take his 200-, often over 700-pound carcass to the fish market where it may fetch as much as 40� a pound. Swordfish is a recognized delicacy. Thus, recently Harry Bellas Hess of New York City was 20-some miles off Noman's aboard his yacht Seer looking for swordfish. Mr. Hess, who has long been a sporting gentleman, would prefer to take broadbill on rod and reel, but he is, after all, aged 83 and as a concession to his years now uses the harpoon. It is a slight concession. As any commercial "striker" will admit, even in its dopey state a swordfish is no easy target, but that afternoon Mr. Hess struck his seventh swordfish of the summer and it was duly brought aboard. But as the Seer was about to continue on its searching way, Mr. Hess's captain, Frank Cyganowski, spotted something black off the port bow. At first glance it seemed to be another swordfish fin. Then it began to look like a dog's nose. The captain reversed. Attached to the canine's nose was a canine submerged, a wire-haired fox terrier in fact, with a codline collar around its neck and exhaustion written in its every feeble paddling motion. There was no land in sight, only ocean, and a fox terrier clearly did not belong in it.
Mr. Hess broadcast his rescue on the radiotelephone and miles away Forrest J. Hoxsie, skipper of the Point Judith dragger William Cheseboro, smiled broadly. He had been bound for the fishing grounds with his terrier Shakespeare snoozing in the wheelhouse. Suddenly Shakespeare disappeared. A frantic crew ransacked the dragger. It proved dogless and only one thing could have happened. An unexpected roll or a missed step had pitched Shakespeare overboard. Captain Hoxsie carefully, but vainly, circled for an hour and sadly resumed his course. Two hours later he heard Mr. Hess's broadcast. A cruel sea had relented and Shakespeare was soon snoozing in Captain Hoxsie's wheelhouse again.
SO—season opened (or opens); SC-Season closed (or, closes).
PACIFIC SALMON: BRITISH COLUMBIA: Standard fly patterns collaring tyees to 45 pounds at mouth of Gold River on west coast of Vancouver Island and OVG. Further north, bars of Skeena 40-pounder full, but famous Rivers Inlet angling upset by invasion of marauding Killer Whales; OF/G.
WASHINGTON: Silvers from six to 13 pounds whacking herring strips along west coast of Lummi Island with Legoe Bay exceptionally active. Local hopefuls, however, excited by reports of huge schools of huge hook-nosed silvers milling off mouth of Juan de Fuca Strait, presumably waiting for flow of freshened water from rising coastal rivers; OVG.
CALIFORNIA: Fat chinooks off Trinidad Head where skiff fishermen are boating samples to 40 pounds and OG. Mouth of Klamath offering limits of 30-pounders as first good run of summer is under way; OG generally but FF only from Monterey to Bodega Bay.
TROUT: BRITISH COLUMBIA: Cutthroat to four pounds inhaling flies at mouth of Oyster River during evening hours. FG in nearby Campbell Lake and interior lakes such as Paul, Pinantan, Peterhope and Lejeune.
CALIFORNIA: Dog days in lowlands but hiking and pack-tripping anglers garnering full creels in high country. FG and OVG in Trinity-Salmon area. Creeks above Tahoe. wilderness area of Yosemite and French Canyon, and lakes on east slope of Sierra all trout active and OG.