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Old 08-17-2011, 10:34 PM   #36
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Thanks for starting the fishing thread, goodness knows I love to fish! This has been an off year for me and I haven't been one time! But that will change. I probally wouldn't go fishing right now anyway, just too hot, unless I went at night.

I have tons of fishing stories lol

I remember my first fish that I ever caught. My family made a HUGE deal over it. Lots of pats on the back, my Grandpa even turned the boat around and went back to his place on the river and showed my little tiny brim off to the rest of the family. More pats on the back, pictures taken. I think that's the way it should be - a big deal. That's probally where my love of the water and fishing began, that very day.

I remember my first day of ice fishing too. It was bitter bitter cold. - 27F and who knows what the windchill was on that lake but I do remember those go-cart looking things with sails clipping along the lake probally 40 or 50 mph. There were noises I had never heard before that sounded much like the star wars guns. I remember the lake cracking at it's weakest point - all the way across the lake and the ice breaking and rising like a giant tent, by the end of the day it was four feet tall and about 6 feet wide. I also remember my uncle carrying a huge crow bar - like 6 foot long and with every step he'd put it in front of us so that if there was a broken 'spot' the crow bar would displace the ice - and it did. I was frozen and scared. We only caught two fish the entire day and we had to take our gloves off and pull the wet and icy line in by hand. But my step dad said he loved to ice fish and that we did it all wrong. We should have stayed in the ice shack and had better clothes and boots. Maybe I'll try it again in my life, but not with my uncle lol

One of my best fishing buddies ever was my step dad. He really knows what he is doing. I remember one time we saw the stripped bass running on the shad schools so we both get our poles ready before we start to chase after them. He grabs this old beat up shity looking spoon. I can remember thinking "what a piece of shit! He'll never catch anything with that!" I tied on my super shiny and new lure and off we went. His first cast, he had a fish. We both caught a lot that day, I'm quite sure he caught more than me. But it humbled me. He's a great fisherman and I miss fishing with him like we used to. (He's still alive and well, just retired to Florida )

I'll be back, I've got tons of stories

~~~shark~~~~~~~~
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