09-23-2011, 04:14 AM
Had just about the sheistiest day of work ever. I won't go into detail, but suffice it to say that I was in NO mood to attend Pack Meeting @ church tonight while people made fools of themselves with stupid claps, stupid cheers, etc...
So instead I raced up to Newton with less than 2 hours of daylight. Took 3 of my boys with - and my $150 worth of Cabela's tackle I bought over the weekend.
Adding insult to injury, however, my stupidity cost me a chunk of change. Tied on a Storm Kickin' Shad to my TM rod:[inline "80 dollar lure-400.jpg"]
I then boated away, with it dangling off the back. Well, we caught a wave and the lure snagged the surface of the water... and immediately began to dive... taking my nicest reel and a new Ugly Stick with it. UGH. There went $80.
So after cursing violently under my breath for a quarter mile or so, I resigned myself to the
truth of the matter and moved on to bigger and better things.
Or so I thought.
Parked in a two-time previous hot spot and wet the lines. The fishing, however, went from catching-nearly-every-cast last week to my boys suggesting we must have caught them all on our previous trips. In the first hour, we hadn't tallied 5 fish...
So we exhausted our "known" spots and tried new areas of the lake. I hooked into a TM again. Not a big one - I'm guessing maybe 30". Had him to the boat, but while we were unpackaging THE FISH GRIP and readying the camera, he made his bid for freedom and was gone. Oh well.
At this point the sun had set and I was out of patience with my life, my kids, the price of tea in China... and decided it would be in our best interest if we just quit before the boat sank... or lightning struck.
Drove back and hitched up the boat. But then I took my sunglasses off and realized there was still about 15 minutes of prime fishing light left. So we worked the shoreline for a bit. Caught a couple of little guys... And then caught my Day-Maker:[inline "Bass Length-400.jpg"]
I must say, this honey made my day. I had seriously been wondering if the day ranked in my Top 10 Worst Days Ever as we boated back.
Upon catching this little pig, though, perspective improved and I walked away content(ish).
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So instead I raced up to Newton with less than 2 hours of daylight. Took 3 of my boys with - and my $150 worth of Cabela's tackle I bought over the weekend.
Adding insult to injury, however, my stupidity cost me a chunk of change. Tied on a Storm Kickin' Shad to my TM rod:[inline "80 dollar lure-400.jpg"]
I then boated away, with it dangling off the back. Well, we caught a wave and the lure snagged the surface of the water... and immediately began to dive... taking my nicest reel and a new Ugly Stick with it. UGH. There went $80.
So after cursing violently under my breath for a quarter mile or so, I resigned myself to the

Or so I thought.
Parked in a two-time previous hot spot and wet the lines. The fishing, however, went from catching-nearly-every-cast last week to my boys suggesting we must have caught them all on our previous trips. In the first hour, we hadn't tallied 5 fish...
So we exhausted our "known" spots and tried new areas of the lake. I hooked into a TM again. Not a big one - I'm guessing maybe 30". Had him to the boat, but while we were unpackaging THE FISH GRIP and readying the camera, he made his bid for freedom and was gone. Oh well.
At this point the sun had set and I was out of patience with my life, my kids, the price of tea in China... and decided it would be in our best interest if we just quit before the boat sank... or lightning struck.
Drove back and hitched up the boat. But then I took my sunglasses off and realized there was still about 15 minutes of prime fishing light left. So we worked the shoreline for a bit. Caught a couple of little guys... And then caught my Day-Maker:[inline "Bass Length-400.jpg"]
I must say, this honey made my day. I had seriously been wondering if the day ranked in my Top 10 Worst Days Ever as we boated back.
Upon catching this little pig, though, perspective improved and I walked away content(ish).
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