Fishing with Dr. Seuss

I was marooned on the Oregon Coast with these two eagle-eyed anglers, the steelhead remained elusive, and we were despondent and hungry. Just then, the gentleman on river left spied a geologic anomaly, a series of spires jutting upward out of the Pacific Ocean. We went to investigate.

After commandeering a local vessel, we set forth into uncharted waters. My mates spotted something suspicious, and we set course.

We dropped our jigs to the bottom of the sea, and it wasn’t long before we were pulling a myriad of curious creatures from the depths.

With one last team effort, we pulled off an epic hat trick!

Battered and bruised…

…we filleted the beasts and headed home for a hearty meal.

To which our guest replied, “Did you go fishing with Dr. Seuss?”