The worst fish I ever ate was fried alligator gar balls which are not, BTW, gar testicles. What they are is alligator gar that has been pressure cooked until the bones are soft enough to be digestible the result of which is ground, mixed with potatoes, flour, onions and other spices before being pan or deep fried. It is as bad as it sounds.
I can't find the words for enough praise for that creative compilation. It starts with a fabulous photo, to which is added a most significant timepiece in the sky, and is all tied together with a perfectly appropriate and relevant ancient Chinese saying. Brilliant.
This fish cost me $2500...Fishing a tournament and the prize for big fish was $2500....This one weighted 9 lbs 15 oz....The winning fish was 10 lbs even...LOL 1 oz
I've spent $1000 on fly tackle to catch bluegill and throw them back. I am convinced that carp sit there and laugh at me when I flub a cast and put a $2.00 fly into a tree.
Just a few years ago a good friend sent me a fly rod and later showed me how to use it...LOL, I'm a bit dangerous with that rod but have caught a few large mouth and bluegill with it...The rest of the time I'm ducking so I don't stick the fly in the back of my ear...LOL
I love his book, ''All Fisherman are Liars''....
I once wrote and posted a short story here on NT about the fishing trip with my cousin (Can't Catch Fish) and I went on...It's a true story...Really!!!!
Just a few years ago a good friend sent me a fly rod and later showed me how to use it...LOL, I'm a bit dangerous with that rod but have caught a few large mouth and bluegill with it...The rest of the time I'm ducking so I don't stick the fly in the back of my ear...LOL
I usually catch bluegill, rockbass and carp, with the occasioal smallmouth.
I wear a big brimmed hat because I caught a fly in my hair before.
My hair isn't long enough to wear in a ponytail so I need to wear a hat. It took 15 minutes for a friend to untangle that fly from my hair.
I find time spent on flowing water to be relaxing but people look at you weird if you are just standing there, so having a fly rod helps. I had no interest in fly fishing until we were forced to read A River Runs Through It as part of my college lit' classes.
Was down Key West with a drunken entourage of about 15 rowdy fellows a while back.
We chartered a Fishing Boat looking for Moby Dick or a Mermaid, we didn't really care.
We showed up to a Boat Captain and two hands shaking their three heads. We loaded our supplies consisting of a 1/2 keg of Budweiser and an ice cube.
6 of us were able to wake up that mourning. Short story long, we're 20 miles off Key West, not catching much but a serious load when the Captain makes us pull up lines abruptly and we start racing into nowhere. To be continued
So were racing into the horizon, sucking down sudz, and we catch a flicker, then another, off in the distance. As we got a little closer I borrowed the mates magnifying glass encased in plastic. I could make out a small inflatable yellow raft containing a person. Had time to suck down another cold one before we pulled up along side this tiny little raft speck in an unlimited vast horizon in every direction. The mates both went down to help our castaway on board. He starts to hand over his vast array of provisions. To be continued shortly
He starts to hand over his vast array of provisions. A back pack, a small electric trolling motor, a car battery, an air pump that he was currently frantically using to keep his "toy" raft that most responsible parents wouldn't have let their kids take in the back yard 3' above ground pool, and he then starts to hand over the second battery and oh so unintentially accidentally drops it into a thousand feet of ocean. So were 20 miles off Key West and 70 miles from Cuba and the non English speaking fellow says in very broken English that his normal fixed location is Miami
we r a tad suspect. So we yank our largest catch of the day and his little raft too, into our chartered boat and are told to drop lines while we wait for the Coast Guard. The Captain and mates debrief the castaway and find out no speak English and Miami. They give him a sandwich as he looked famished, and they let the six of us begin our little interrogation.
First CERVASO ! We found out he did like beer so we collected our two dollar head charge and wrote Miami on his Red Solo Cup and filled it till it runnith over
We made him do a photo spread for our trippin scrap book and rolled up a fat stogie bone fish like Cuban Cigar Monica would have been proud of, and inserted into his mouth like we were Bill F'n Clinton. We goy pictures of him holding up knives to our throats and such after we put a bandana on him and made an eye patch out of a muscle and a rubber band.
Now were all pretty damn wasted and he's catching up fast ( all 120 lbs of him) when we see a good size cutter speeding in on us. We said MORE CERVASO or U walk the plank. He obliged reluctantly sucking two more down before the Coast Guard vessel pulled up with guns manned and drawn down on our sorry drunk asses
It went silent when they boarded us but not because we were bored. The Captain and the officers chatted out of ear shot, and they took our little buddy Cuban Gilligan away like he was the Mark.
We grew sad Miami was gone, but we found our hidden weed and poured another to drown our sorrows. We only caught a few Barracuda, a hell of a load, and a
120 # Cuban, but we did have a pretty good day all in all.
But we all wonderd what kind of day we might of had with that battery resting at the bottom of the ocean there, cause I'm thinking some of those bottom feeders didn't hang out at the bottom No Friggin more or sleep with the Luca Bratzi fishes for a few months.
Now that's a FISH STORY and absolutely true, except for the muscle/rubber band eye patch, I forget what we used
.
Just fly fish me to your location, and I guarantee you will not have a dull adventure. I don't do dull, as I'm self sharpening
sorry Mac once I started tappin into my depleted ole brain cells, I recalled one hell of an adventure
Sorry good posters who enjoy art and photos. The fish got me thinking about my own little fish story. One you can't really forget, even thoroughly intoxicated
Oh yeah, I remember reading a article that said bass were suckers for a certain type of lure but I never got close enough to big bass water to try that out.
Bass are not suckers for any type of bait nightwalker..There have been many days that I've fished from dawn to dusk for them and not a bite...LOL...but it was still fun.
So Trout, After you catch Buzz, and you begin to giggles,
do you release him ?
Or just add em to the rest of your collection in your basement ?
Who knew, a giggling trout was really only out to catch a Buzz, and throw him in her basement, cause it's cooler, and she was seeking to add to her "Playmate" collection, she doesn't need to check on, as they accept Cash Only.
Sorry Trout, rough mourning here, after a late knight shining armor all cause I njoy shiny tires
It's not personal … it's just business.
Is that a Philadelphia City Hall clock over a Pocono Mtn Lake ?
It's actually from a church tower in Italy; I have forgotten which one.
I've been to Italy a few times. Very Impressive Architecture
City Hall in Philadelphia, also pretty impressive in my opinion.
Wound up at your Home page the other day looking for one of your seeds. Had a sidebar question for you on chat line
Wound up at your Home page the other day looking for one of your seeds. Had a sidebar question for you on chat line
Can't find it … which home page and what's your question?
LOL
Nice bit of picture work there, and I agree 100% with the caption.
Good one, ME!
In spite of our political differences, I'd probably like fishing and drinkin' a cold one with you.
We'd have a BLAST !
The "Fish" aren't what's important....but....It's important to at least catch SOMETHING.
I'm a Big "Bourbon Street" fan too.
Big Smallies on a light fly rod is my first choice.
Redfish hunter myself.
Gotta say though....I miss the days of hunting down Striped bass on the Cape. Chatham to be exact. Grew up there. Best eating fish in the world.
Looks like a Carp
.
Hopefully it doesn't taste like one.
Redfish are bottom feeders.....But you can actually EAT THEM. Tried Carp for the hellofit one time. Ain't gonna do it again.
Did you add a fish picture ?
Plenty of Carp around here, and no, don't eat them.
Something about the name "bottom feeder" is rather unappealing, but, I enjoy eating crab and Lobster.
The worst fish I ever ate was fried alligator gar balls which are not, BTW, gar testicles. What they are is alligator gar that has been pressure cooked until the bones are soft enough to be digestible the result of which is ground, mixed with potatoes, flour, onions and other spices before being pan or deep fried. It is as bad as it sounds.
Another great picture
I can't find the words for enough praise for that creative compilation. It starts with a fabulous photo, to which is added a most significant timepiece in the sky, and is all tied together with a perfectly appropriate and relevant ancient Chinese saying. Brilliant.
What a great photo. The timepiece, Chinese saying and the photo...Stunning.
Large mouth caught at Red Lake MN. a couple of years ago.
Most of the fishing I have done in my life was for bass, and I don't remember having caught a bass that size. It must have given one heck of a fight.
Tell us what it was like. Iv'e never done any fishing.
Glad to see you here, Vic.
Thanks, I just thought about how nice it might be to be fishing on a quiet morning.
Just the serenity is appealing
Now this is a
hawg. 10 lbs 2 oz. 6 1/2 ft medium rod with 14 lb test braid line.
2nd photo is a bigger hog. 11 1/2 lbs
This fish cost me $2500...Fishing a tournament and the prize for big fish was $2500....This one weighted 9 lbs 15 oz....The winning fish was 10 lbs even...LOL 1 oz
I've spent $1000 on fly tackle to catch bluegill and throw them back. I am convinced that carp sit there and laugh at me when I flub a cast and put a $2.00 fly into a tree.
John Geirch is my favorite fishing writer.
Just a few years ago a good friend sent me a fly rod and later showed me how to use it...LOL, I'm a bit dangerous with that rod but have caught a few large mouth and bluegill with it...The rest of the time I'm ducking so I don't stick the fly in the back of my ear...LOL
I love his book, ''All Fisherman are Liars''....
I once wrote and posted a short story here on NT about the fishing trip with my cousin (Can't Catch Fish) and I went on...It's a true story...Really!!!!
Read "Fly Fishing Through the Midlife Crisis" by Howell Raines.
Sounds interesting Mac, I'll give it a go...
BTW, all the fish shown were returned to the water to fight another day.
I usually catch bluegill, rockbass and carp, with the occasioal smallmouth.
I wear a big brimmed hat because I caught a fly in my hair before.
LOL, I haven't done that, yet....
My hair isn't long enough to wear in a ponytail so I need to wear a hat. It took 15 minutes for a friend to untangle that fly from my hair.
I find time spent on flowing water to be relaxing but people look at you weird if you are just standing there, so having a fly rod helps. I had no interest in fly fishing until we were forced to read A River Runs Through It as part of my college lit' classes.
Was down Key West with a drunken entourage of about 15 rowdy fellows a while back.
We chartered a Fishing Boat looking for Moby Dick or a Mermaid, we didn't really care.
We showed up to a Boat Captain and two hands shaking their three heads. We loaded our supplies consisting of a 1/2 keg of Budweiser and an ice cube.
6 of us were able to wake up that mourning. Short story long, we're 20 miles off Key West, not catching much but a serious load when the Captain makes us pull up lines abruptly and we start racing into nowhere. To be continued
Hair?
Who has hair?
So were racing into the horizon, sucking down sudz, and we catch a flicker, then another, off in the distance. As we got a little closer I borrowed the mates magnifying glass encased in plastic. I could make out a small inflatable yellow raft containing a person. Had time to suck down another cold one before we pulled up along side this tiny little raft speck in an unlimited vast horizon in every direction. The mates both went down to help our castaway on board. He starts to hand over his vast array of provisions. To be continued shortly
I'd love to go to Key West and chase bonefish on the flats.
He starts to hand over his vast array of provisions. A back pack, a small electric trolling motor, a car battery, an air pump that he was currently frantically using to keep his "toy" raft that most responsible parents wouldn't have let their kids take in the back yard 3' above ground pool, and he then starts to hand over the second battery and oh so unintentially accidentally drops it into a thousand feet of ocean. So were 20 miles off Key West and 70 miles from Cuba and the non English speaking fellow says in very broken English that his normal fixed location is Miami
but
we r a tad suspect. So we yank our largest catch of the day and his little raft too, into our chartered boat and are told to drop lines while we wait for the Coast Guard. The Captain and mates debrief the castaway and find out no speak English and Miami. They give him a sandwich as he looked famished, and they let the six of us begin our little interrogation.
First CERVASO ! We found out he did like beer so we collected our two dollar head charge and wrote Miami on his Red Solo Cup and filled it till it runnith over
We made him do a photo spread for our trippin scrap book and rolled up a fat stogie bone fish like Cuban Cigar Monica would have been proud of, and inserted into his mouth like we were Bill F'n Clinton. We goy pictures of him holding up knives to our throats and such after we put a bandana on him and made an eye patch out of a muscle and a rubber band.
Now were all pretty damn wasted and he's catching up fast ( all 120 lbs of him) when we see a good size cutter speeding in on us. We said MORE CERVASO or U walk the plank. He obliged reluctantly sucking two more down before the Coast Guard vessel pulled up with guns manned and drawn down on our sorry drunk asses
It went silent when they boarded us but not because we were bored. The Captain and the officers chatted out of ear shot, and they took our little buddy Cuban Gilligan away like he was the Mark.
We grew sad Miami was gone, but we found our hidden weed and poured another to drown our sorrows. We only caught a few Barracuda, a hell of a load, and a
120 # Cuban, but we did have a pretty good day all in all.
But we all wonderd what kind of day we might of had with that battery resting at the bottom of the ocean there, cause I'm thinking some of those bottom feeders didn't hang out at the bottom No Friggin more or sleep with the Luca Bratzi fishes for a few months.
Now that's a FISH STORY and absolutely true, except for the muscle/rubber band eye patch, I forget what we used
.
Just fly fish me to your location, and I guarantee you will not have a dull adventure. I don't do dull, as I'm self sharpening
sorry Mac once I started tappin into my depleted ole brain cells, I recalled one hell of an adventure
Sorry good posters who enjoy art and photos. The fish got me thinking about my own little fish story. One you can't really forget, even thoroughly intoxicated
ok lets go
Good heavens! What or WHO do you guys use for bait?
Cute young blonde Caucasian women/s
Artifical lures, mostly Rapala and plastic worms.
Always like interesting additions to my articles.
Thank you for your very kind assessment and adjective "interesting".
Have you ever read Leonard M. Wright? I loved Neversink.
Drat, I can't afford the bait.
Oh yeah, I remember reading a article that said bass were suckers for a certain type of lure but I never got close enough to big bass water to try that out.
Bass are not suckers for any type of bait nightwalker..There have been many days that I've fished from dawn to dusk for them and not a bite...LOL...but it was still fun.
You should have stuffed something down its throat that weighed a little more than an ounce.
Couldn't do that Buzz, like golfers we're on our honor.
You obviously don't golf with someone in the news on occasion.
Yeah, the article was probably a add for a lure, they're sneaky thata way.
It's funny, I like to fish but I catch and release. When I want to eat fish, I go to skipper's. Does that mean I'm not a serious fisherman?
I want to go fishing with you.
We go to Norfork in the fall to fish for rainbows. The only thing I catch is a buzz
Buzz are difficult to catch, Trout....LOL
Let's go fishing and I'll show you how
So Trout, After you catch Buzz, and you begin to giggles,
do you release him ?
Or just add em to the rest of your collection in your basement ?
Who knew, a giggling trout was really only out to catch a Buzz, and throw him in her basement, cause it's cooler, and she was seeking to add to her "Playmate" collection, she doesn't need to check on, as they accept Cash Only.
Sorry Trout, rough mourning here, after a late knight shining armor all cause I njoy shiny tires
till
I tire of them
Do you use a net to land a Buzz, or is this some kind of liquid intake?....LOL
It involves a foamy liquid in an aluminum can
That's what BUZZBAITS are for.
Your "pictures" are enough to bait buzz, so now after posting one, I'm sure he'll be swimming up soon.
All my life I've fished with the philosophy of "Catch and Eat" - "Double the pleasure, double the fun."
Keep away from me if you've got a rod in your hand. LOL
Yep. Especially the big ones. Much like a Whitetail with large antlers, they didn't get that big by being easy.
I used to play the bass while bass fishing hoping the vibration would attract them and I could string them up like groupie grouper s
marker
not magic or anything
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