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I've been out here on Bayou Cocodrie for over two weeks and finally put the motor boat in yesterday.You can't put the boat in here because of the steep banks, so I got Elter to drive me about half a mile down to Bayou Toureaux where there's a spot you can get the boat back closer to the water.He and I pushed the boat off the trailer and into the bayou.He drove back to the camp and I headed upstream in the boat.About halfway to the camp there was a man and a woman sitting on the bank fishing and the woman jumped up and started flagging me down.I let off the gas and coasted to a halt."We gots a beeg feesh, but he tangle up down deh somewheh."She said loudly.The man had a pole in his hand and it was obvious that he couldn't pull the fish up."I'll check it out."I said and drifted my boat over where his line went into the water.I grabbed the line and pulled, but it was hung on a large limb below the surface.I got it to move just enough where I could see the fish about a foot and a half down.It was a big "choupique" (pronounced "shoe-pick") and there was no way he was coming loose."You eat choupique?"I asked the guy."Yeah, sho nuff?me." he said.He was a coon-ass from Ville Platte and they'll eat damned near anything, like most of the country black folks do.We've always thought of choupique as a trash fish and either throw 'em back or use 'em for cut-bait.Personally, I don't like fooling with 'em, except that I'm in dire need of bait.I reached down in the water, put my fingers through his gills and pulled him up into the boat.

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I reached down in the water, put my fingers through his gills and pulled him up into the boat.He was about a ten pounder; I cut the man's line so he could reel it in, and then brought the fish to him."You wan' da feesh?You can hav' it, yeah!You done done all de hahd werk." he asked me. ?????????"Nah man, I don't eat 'em."I reached out while he held out his landing net for me to throw the fish in.He and the woman were all smiles."Damdat be some good eatin' deh, yeah!" he said as he gawked at "da beeg feesh" in his net.?By the time all this had transpired, there were six coon-asses on the bank watching."You steel be compin' up on de bayoo?"One of them asked.I didn't know who they were, but apparently they knew who I was."Yeah, I'm still up there."I waved as I hit the gas and headed back upstream.Me on Cocodrie bayouElter on Cocodrie bayouDa fuhst feesh we done caht on Cocodrie bayoo, cher!Ah man! What a fight dat feesh was, yeah!Hee hee.

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