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A Helpful Old Man By Officer Chris Fossitt

posted Oct 8, 2013, 8:56 PM by Chuck Robertson   [ updated Oct 8, 2013, 8:56 PM ]
I was checking fishermen at a FIN lake in Kenton County one day when I came across this nice old guy who was trying his best to catch some trout.  When he saw me coming, he laid down his pole and began digging in his wallet for his license.  As he searched, I asked if he had caught anything.  He smiled and told me that he couldn’t catch any trout because the bluegills kept messing with his bait.  He handed me his license then informed me that I had just missed two guys who had left with well over their limit.  He gave me a description of the men and said that he had seen them there before.  “Keep your eyes on those two,” he said.  “They’ll be back.”  I thanked the man and went on my way.

The next day I returned to the lake to see if the two trout poachers were back.  As I walked down the first path to the water’s edge, I noticed the same nice man who had given me the information the day before.  Of course I knew he had his license but thought that I’d go say hello and see if he was having better luck on this day.  I was about ten yards from him and focused on balancing my way across a small log to get to the same side of the creek he was on when I heard a loud splash.  

Looking up, I saw a plastic bag floating on some moss in the lake right in front of the old man.  The guy looked like he had just seen a ghost.  I took a closer look at the slowly sinking bag and could see that there were some trout in it.  “Why did you throw your bag of trout in the lake?” I asked.  The man kicked the dirt and answered, “Cause there’s more trout than I’m supposed to have in it.”  I couldn’t help but laugh as I retrieved the bag from the moss.  If the bag would’ve hit anywhere else it would’ve sank immediately.  The man had four trout over the limit.  I guess he wasn’t as helpful as I had thought.