There are friends whom I have yet to meet face-to-face, and, I'd like nothing more in 2014, than to spend a few days fishing, talking with them, and, just sharing their presence.
We call Walleyes "Pickerel". When I was a youngster I went with my father and a few of his friends to fish for Bass in Lake Erie off Turkey Point, Ontario, in a launch owned and run by a guide. Back in those days the fish were plentiful and it was easy to catch our limit of 6 per person - 3 or 4 pounders. I have never become seasick perhaps because of those experiences because when the water was choppy, as Mike said, I would sit on top of the cabin eating my sandwich lunch while the boat rocked back and forth. I recall it was relatively shallow where we fished, although it was pretty far out from shore.
Here is an old photo of me from those days holding my catch.
I can understand why you would release if the fish are that big/old. Due to the pollutants in the water, mercury, etc. it would not be safe to eat older fish that have a longer time to ingest the poisons. When I was a kid there wasn't so much of a problem with that as there is now.
L'chaim Enoch. It would be a wonderful time I have no doubt! We should consider the possibilities and the logistics of making such a gathering possible.
I don't recall it was in 2001 and it probably was a Texas or Carolina rig or some hybrid I configured.
Since then, when fishing from my jon boat, I have come up with a slip bobber set up that enables me to go from a float-n'-fly to jerk bait to Mr. Twister and lots in-between. Once I locate where the sunnies and small perch are congregating I'll switch to spinners, plugs, cranks and soft plastics.
Out of the boat, I'm fly fishing almost exclusively. I'd fly fish from the boat but it's only a 12 footer and my wife or, one of the guys are on board and to keep from hooking someone in the ear, I'd have to roll cast.
The float-n'-fly setup was originally for my grandchildren before they could fly cast.
I'm pretty much with you on that Buzz. If I catch some good ones, the only place I'm going to release them to is a pan of hot oil. I remember that one of my daughter's friends had fish dinner with us once (they were about five at the time). She said that the fish didn't look or taste the same as she had at home; they weren't square (her dad was a pretty good Bass fisherman, but never kept them). That was really a long time ago, that little girl has now started her PG work at Brown (where does the time go??).
Mac,
In 2005, I switched from the deck boat I had used for many years to a smaller and lighter (and narrower) boat. I leaned out to untangle a line at the end of the pole and learned an important lesson (Cell phones are not waterproof). Since then, I'm a bit more careful about leaning over the side.
I spent four years on a class of ship (LST) that was known for rolling it's guts out, even in calm water (one of our Fire Controlmen would actually get sick when we were tied up at the pier). Never once got seasick at all, and couldn't understand those who did. Then, I got an inner ear infection and suddenly figured it out. After that, I was always most considerate and sympathetic with those who did get seasick. It doesn't kill you, but you sometimes wish it would.
There are friends whom I have yet to meet face-to-face, and, I'd like nothing more in 2014, than to spend a few days fishing, talking with them, and, just sharing their presence.
Catching fish is optional.
A beautiful poster Mac, and the words are true.
Perhaps in 2014, we, and other friends, can spend a few days fishing, and telling tall tales of our lives.
I'll share a tale here. I caught a ''hawg'' in 2006, that was so big, the photo of it weighted 5 pounds. Would I lie!!!!
I'm in Philly, and have a place in the Poconos as well. We're not that far apart. Let's see if there's a gathering on the horizon.
jwc2blue,
Surf Fishing!
Used to do it regularly off of the Jersey Coast.
The striped pants are screaming early 70's Mac. Nice poster too.
Thanks Mike. I hope we get to go fishing and break bread together one day.
That might be squid drippings.
I can't remember if it was a chilly October day and I was wearing a few layers of clothing, or, if I had gained a few pounds some years after college.
We call Walleyes "Pickerel". When I was a youngster I went with my father and a few of his friends to fish for Bass in Lake Erie off Turkey Point, Ontario, in a launch owned and run by a guide. Back in those days the fish were plentiful and it was easy to catch our limit of 6 per person - 3 or 4 pounders. I have never become seasick perhaps because of those experiences because when the water was choppy, as Mike said, I would sit on top of the cabin eating my sandwich lunch while the boat rocked back and forth. I recall it was relatively shallow where we fished, although it was pretty far out from shore.
Here is an old photo of me from those days holding my catch.
Now that's an impressive stringer.
New poster just below the top one.
Words cannot express
I never knew anyone who caught the same fish three times!
LOL, they were triplets Mac. Same mother, different father.
Mike in Ga,
That one paragraph actually constitutes a fine short story -- just as it is.
Thanks for adding it to the discussion.
Smallmouth Bass IMO pound for pound the best fighter in freshwater.
Great fighters. We have a lot of smallies in Table Rock, but I haven't caught any of a ''hawg'' variety, (over 20 inches) yet.
I'm all about the catch and eat....
All 3 of those fish were returned to the water unharmed BF.
I can understand why you would release if the fish are that big/old. Due to the pollutants in the water, mercury, etc. it would not be safe to eat older fish that have a longer time to ingest the poisons. When I was a kid there wasn't so much of a problem with that as there is now.
When I was a kid, many moons ago, we ate everything that we caught. It was one of our food supplies, wild game the other.
Today, I'll eat trout and crappie. The rest I return too the water to fight another day.
Dear Friend AMac: Imagine you Kavika and me on the lake fishing. Deal?
The depth charges are on me.
Peace, Abundant Blessings and Plenty ofTrout for dinner.
Enoch.
L'chaim Enoch. It would be a wonderful time I have no doubt! We should consider the possibilities and the logistics of making such a gathering possible.
I don't recall it was in 2001 and it probably was a Texas or Carolina rig or some hybrid I configured.
Since then, when fishing from my jon boat, I have come up with a slip bobber set up that enables me to go from a float-n'-fly to jerk bait to Mr. Twister and lots in-between. Once I locate where the sunnies and small perch are congregating I'll switch to spinners, plugs, cranks and soft plastics.
Out of the boat, I'm fly fishing almost exclusively. I'd fly fish from the boat but it's only a 12 footer and my wife or, one of the guys are on board and to keep from hooking someone in the ear, I'd have to roll cast.
The float-n'-fly setup was originally for my grandchildren before they could fly cast.
I looking for another photo 2blue. It's a northern strain Largemouth that weighted in a 7 lbs 1 oz. huge for a northern strain.
And another largemouth --
And there's a fish in the picture too.
I'm pretty much with you on that Buzz. If I catch some good ones, the only place I'm going to release them to is a pan of hot oil. I remember that one of my daughter's friends had fish dinner with us once (they were about five at the time). She said that the fish didn't look or taste the same as she had at home; they weren't square (her dad was a pretty good Bass fisherman, but never kept them). That was really a long time ago, that little girl has now started her PG work at Brown (where does the time go??).
Mac,
In 2005, I switched from the deck boat I had used for many years to a smaller and lighter (and narrower) boat. I leaned out to untangle a line at the end of the pole and learned an important lesson (Cell phones are not waterproof). Since then, I'm a bit more careful about leaning over the side.
I thought it was a "crappie:", kinda looks like it's taking one.
nice!
Yup, If I get enough and they are big enough it's dinner time!
MMM Trout is my favorite!
Mike,
I spent four years on a class of ship (LST) that was known for rolling it's guts out, even in calm water (one of our Fire Controlmen would actually get sick when we were tied up at the pier). Never once got seasick at all, and couldn't understand those who did. Then, I got an inner ear infection and suddenly figured it out. After that, I was always most considerate and sympathetic with those who did get seasick. It doesn't kill you, but you sometimes wish it would.
I found this in an obscure file on my computer and figured that it fit this comment perfectly.