We fished all the border rivers in the eighties. We often fished the Annan at Hoddom, Cleughhead and I had a rod on Newbie.
Fishing on the Goat pool at Hoddom, I hooked a fish by the willows on the far bank,(plenty will know it.)
It did the usual big fish procedure, cruised to the top of the pool, turned and cruised to the bottom, with me following on the bank on a fairly short line. This was repeated several times until it pulled off when it turned the opposite way. I couldn't get it up to have a look at it, so it was just another one that got away.
The next week, I took a mate, a trout fisher who had never caught a salmon. I lent him a rod. Fishing the Goat pool again, I hooked a good fish, silver, mid-twenties, which nearly beached itself on the shallows early in the fight.. My mate ran out with the net. I told him to get out of the water and not touch the net till I told him. Just after that it came off. I remember the conversation.........'Terry, that was a big fish!!! ......You reckon?.....I know!!!'
Later in the day, he caught a 12lb silver fish, which was excellent. He was obviously so pleased.
As we were packing up, with his fish lying by the car, he said.....'I don't want to upset you, but this fish is like a minnow compared to the one you lost.' As I'd said earlier, 'I know!'
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