01-28-2019, 07:32 PM
Like all anglers, I have snagged up numerous collections of old line, lures, a broken rod or 2, and plenty of rocks. But most memorable"by catch" I've seen since I've been in Utah was one at Utah lake in about 2002.
Before I bought my first boat, in about July 2002, I was with a coworker at UL, in his 21' Lowe center console boat, launched out of Provo Marina. We were also camping in his 5th wheel at the State Park camp grounds. Our first day out we had caught a double limit of keeper size Cats, some White Bass, and a couple Walleye. We got out on the water the second morning just at sunrise, and were anchored about 20 yards north / west of Bird Island, just off the long rock arm. We both had 2 lines in the water, and had settled down with a cup of coffee. One of my lines seemed to be moving so I did a slow pole lift, slow reel, and had what felt like a large moving fish (thinking Carp). But after reeling in about 10 more yards of line, my pole just bent over and the pull on the line was just dead weight. I figured I was hooked up on a Bird Island rock and was about to break the line. My partner says " hey wait a sec, let me bring that in. Can I keep whatever is on it if I get it to the boat?" Sure.........says I, have fun.
Well Chuck was real persistent and finally got "it" to the boat gunwale. Lifted it up and over, a large blob of gray mud with a large multi-hole rock in the middle. [laugh]
I laughed so hard Chuck threatened to heave me overboard. We kept that rock on the boat, and I put it in a bucket of hot water back at the camper. When I got home late that Sunday night, I put the rock in a bucket of bleach and left it there for several days. When I finally thought to check on it, it was very clean. I made it into a flag pole holder and gave it to Chuck. Chuck retired and moved to Idaho in about 2005. But he left that "UL Rock Fish". It's still in my office, still proudly supporting the U.S. Flag.
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Before I bought my first boat, in about July 2002, I was with a coworker at UL, in his 21' Lowe center console boat, launched out of Provo Marina. We were also camping in his 5th wheel at the State Park camp grounds. Our first day out we had caught a double limit of keeper size Cats, some White Bass, and a couple Walleye. We got out on the water the second morning just at sunrise, and were anchored about 20 yards north / west of Bird Island, just off the long rock arm. We both had 2 lines in the water, and had settled down with a cup of coffee. One of my lines seemed to be moving so I did a slow pole lift, slow reel, and had what felt like a large moving fish (thinking Carp). But after reeling in about 10 more yards of line, my pole just bent over and the pull on the line was just dead weight. I figured I was hooked up on a Bird Island rock and was about to break the line. My partner says " hey wait a sec, let me bring that in. Can I keep whatever is on it if I get it to the boat?" Sure.........says I, have fun.
Well Chuck was real persistent and finally got "it" to the boat gunwale. Lifted it up and over, a large blob of gray mud with a large multi-hole rock in the middle. [laugh]
I laughed so hard Chuck threatened to heave me overboard. We kept that rock on the boat, and I put it in a bucket of hot water back at the camper. When I got home late that Sunday night, I put the rock in a bucket of bleach and left it there for several days. When I finally thought to check on it, it was very clean. I made it into a flag pole holder and gave it to Chuck. Chuck retired and moved to Idaho in about 2005. But he left that "UL Rock Fish". It's still in my office, still proudly supporting the U.S. Flag.
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"OCD = Obsessive Catfish Disorder "
Or so it says on my license plate holder
Or so it says on my license plate holder