Fishing for Sturgeons one night around 3 am. It was a great night fish after fish. We could here them flopping & blowing their gills on the surface. Then in the shadows I noticed a large Zodiak floating down the river. As I peered out I could see patches on their arms. It was fisheries. At first we shut up as we had a few in us. Then we could see them paddling. I yelled out if they needed help. A french F.c.er yalled back and said Yes! Help Us! I threw out my rod line to the boat. He held on and we got him out of the rip. They then paddled up to the bank near us. The French man with a pointed beak asked me to drive him to a gas station. I said no sorry had a couple. He then asked my buddy to and he told them he was pickled. So then then the French dork told the rookie to make sure our gear was in order as he hoofed it up the road with his jerry! His partner could see we ment no harm so he sat down for the two hours and watched us fish some brutes and polish off a few luckies
