Fisherman Survives on Garlic Marshmallows, Warm Coors

(Blue Mesa Lake — Sagebrush Survival Review — May 25, 2015)
When a wet and shaken Ed Pinke emerged from Chicken Bay and onto Highway 50 he was a changed man. Lost in the backwaters, drifts and rapids
common to this untamed reservoir, est. 1965, he had nothing to eat for three hours except those little yellow garlic marshmallows that are used as bait in civilized fishing circles.
Pinke wandered away from his companions at about 10 am with very little in the way of provisions, no eye protection, no safety shoes or weaponry. All he had said was “I’m going to try my luck downstream.”
All he carried was a dented tackle box, containing bait and a can of Coors.
His return brought a rousing cheer from his fishing buddies who had just returned from Gunnison with more beer.
Doctors pronounced Pinke to be in excellent shape, considering his ordeal. They vowed to further explore the relationship between garlic cubes that attract fish and hospital room service delicacies currently on the menu back at St Roscoe’s.
Pinke was cheated and released earlier this evening. He was sighted at around 8:30 digging nightcrawlers near his house.