Haahaa! I debated whether I even wanted to post in here. Y'all are going to think I have plumb lost my mind!! *Chuckles I have no idea the terms or the different types of fishing. I was taught one way by my father who is now 92 years old. I have never cast a line with a casting rod. His are all vintage rods with open wound reels. He always used the same type of hooks (nothing fake) and of course always worms. The catch? Small stream native trout. I am not referring to stocked trout. I am talking lands that are private that have native fish in them and reproduce each year. The bait? Worms that I get from overturning rocks and other objects since we always lived in the woods. Most of them were big ones too. Are they night crawlers? *Shrug Idk, but they are good bait. *Chuckles. My father and I would walk lightly by the stream and stand back far enough so the shadows did not cast onto the water and our step light enough to not cause vibrations. We would pull the hook taut and then let it fly into the water and stay very still and very quiet. Let me tell you learning that technique put quite a few hooks through my fingers. I swear my father had so much patience to put up with my slow learning. LOL! Anyways, we let the waters natural flow take the worm where it would go and then lightly pull it back under the edges near the side of the stream. The fish like to hide in those nooks and crannies of the water and they get tempted by the bait. Some days have always been better than others, but the fish that are caught are definitely hit over the head with a rock. I cannot stand to see them suffer and then they are cleaned as soon as we get home. They are either used immediately or froze. Mom used to always prepare them coated with flour and slowly fried. I honestly don't know what the largest trout was that we ever caught, but I do know state law was that if it weren't 6 inches it had to be released and that is the rule we went by. So....with that said...it has been quite a few years since I have fished. I did a few years back buy another more recent rod and tried it out once. I even bought some of those other fancy things that said they would work. I even heard that sweet corn in the can works as good bait. Ya know what I found? The ways dad taught me were best. They didn't want corn. They wanted worms. The fish didn't even want that stuff the guy at Wal-Mart recommended. So I gave up the rod and stuff in the tackle box I tried to expand with and have returned to the old methods that apparently were tried and true. My father has a lifetime license, but I doubt he will go with me to the stream anymore. But I will be honest I am bitin' at the bit to go out and catch him some fish and bring them home to him.
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