Amusing Fishing Stories

[keithdog]

Yesterday whille out bass fishing at my favorite local lake, I came to a great looking spot. It was a an nice open pocket about 5 feet across amoung the weeds, with a large tree branch laying along side of it in the water. Perfect I thought. SO I flipped my 5 inch Tiki worm into the pocket to let settle to the bottom. It never made it though as instantly my line tightened up and began moving towards the tree branch.So I reeled in fast and set that hook hard trying to keep that huge bass, "I was wishing", from getting tangled up in that branch. Instantly, I had a chunky bluegill flying towards my face at the speed of a 357 magnum. A fast dunk on my part and it splashed back into the lake behind me, Tiki still sticking out from his lips. I'm surprised I had hadn't just ripped his dentures from his mouth!!! ANyways, I thought, hmmmm, what other funny fishing stories you guys might like to share. I know I have several, some of which I won't share for fear of being laughed out of this forums!!!

[Vabass22]

This ones not that funny, but one day I was fishing a really snaggy area, and came to a promising spot, so I casted a c-rig there, and got snagged, so I re-tied a t-rig, and casted, got snagged again, so I re-tied for the last time, and threw it in there, and caught a dinky 8 inch bass.

[keithdog]

LOL, don't ya hate when that happens!!! Hope you got your baits back

[mack]

while carp fishing with one of my friends one time, i wasnt paying attention...a carp grabbed my bread then went to my friends bait and grabbed his..when we realized it we set the hook..we thought we had a double header..once we got it in, we realized we hooked the same fish and were fighting each other...

[Vabass22]

Lol, no I didn't get them back, as I was fishing from shore, but it was only trick worms, and a sinker......

[keithdog]

I was fishing a pond with a friend of mine for bluegills, which were a plenty and good sized. We had been fishing about 3 hours that morning and he and I both had about a dozen or so nice ones. But after neither one of us having caught any more for the last hour, we decided to go. One thing I should point out here is that he and I had been watching the head of a huge snapper occationally poke out of the water who seemed to be studying us. My friend was telling me stories about his crazy redneck uncle who made the best damn turtle soup around. I myself will pass on that I assured him. But he was determined to catch that snapper to take to his uncle. But after many attempts of placing his bait right in front of that snappers nose, and getting no response at all from old Snappy, I talked him into giving up on the idea and to head for home with our gills and have a few cold ones while we cleaned our catch. We got our gear packed up and my friend reached down and grabbed his stringer and brought forth out of the water 12 of the nicest bluegill heads you ever saw. Yep, just a stringer of heads. I was rolling with laughter as my friend cursed old Snappy and promised revenge. And as you might guess, my stringer also had mostly heads, a partial gill and a couple still intact. Old Snappy must have started on his stringer first. Ahhhh, just love thinkin back to the good ole days.

[FlyRod]

Having been at this game for more years than I care to admit, I have a huge "Anthology" of fishing and hunting stories, all true and in no need of embellishment (Although some censoring may be in order, this being a forum often visited by children or cases of arrested development)
Should the inaugural tale be well-received, others may follow.

The setting: Around Midnight on Calaveras (means "Skulls", but this isn't a ghost story...Come out from under the bed, Zookie.) Lake, near San Antonio, Texas.

I'm in company of an Army veterinarian, a major, who was in all respects a fine bassin' partner and a gentleman to boot. We're having success tossing lightly weighted black worms along the rocky face of the dam.
My companion surprises me with the news that he needs to evacuate the contents of his bowels (I currently have a partner who also seems to be so stricken while on the water but he shall remain nameless.) So, rather than waste a great deal of time motoring back to the ramp and using the restroom there, my chum decides to drop his bermudas, hang his nether parts over the gunwale and tend to business. As he does so, as a sort of joke, he takes his rod in hand and makes a cast over the deck, landing his worm in a likely spot...too likely.
He feels a "tap-tap", somehow sets the hook, all the while squatting with his arse over the water (and work in progress), and now is battling one of the brawny Calaveras "Footballs" (they were tall and fat in those days) which turned out to be an easy four pounds, if an ounce. But there is a problem...
He's using a rod of barely six feet in length and, once the bass is near the (other) side of the boat, he realizes that he is no position to stand and finish the fight. He becomes even more agitated when the crafty critter heads UNDER the boat. Now, his seventeen pound test Stren is being sawed to and fro on the opposite gunwale and he is virtually helpless, still asquat.
Hoping to win the fight singlehanded he says "Big John, a friend needs a favor. See that roll of toilet paper beside me?"......I snatch the rod from him, finish the fight, and release the bass.
There're some things I just won't do!
True story.

FR

[ToPwAt'R GuY]

Originally Posted by FlyRod

Having been at this game for more years than I care to admit, I have a huge "Anthology" of fishing and hunting stories, all true and in no need of embellishment (Although some censoring may be in order, this being a forum often visited by children or cases of arrested development)
Should the inaugural tale be well-received, others may follow.

The setting: Around Midnight on Calaveras (means "Skulls", but this isn't a ghost story...Come out from under the bed, Zookie.) Lake, near San Antonio, Texas.

I'm in company of an Army veterinarian, a major, who was in all respects a fine bassin' partner and a gentleman to boot. We're having success tossing lightly weighted black worms along the rocky face of the dam.
My companion surprises me with the news that he needs to evacuate the contents of his bowels (I currently have a partner who also seems to be so stricken while on the water but he shall remain nameless.) So, rather than waste a great deal of time motoring back to the ramp and using the restroom there, my chum decides to drop his bermudas, hang his nether parts over the gunwale and tend to business. As he does so, as a sort of joke, he takes his rod in hand and makes a cast over the deck, landing his worm in a likely spot...too likely.
He feels a "tap-tap", somehow sets the hook, all the while squatting with his arse over the water (and work in progress), and now is battling one of the brawny Calaveras "Footballs" (they were tall and fat in those days) which turned out to be an easy four pounds, if an ounce. But there is a problem...
He's using a rod of barely six feet in length and, once the bass is near the (other) side of the boat, he realizes that he is no position to stand and finish the fight. He becomes even more agitated when the crafty critter heads UNDER the boat. Now, his seventeen pound test Stren is being sawed to and fro on the opposite gunwale and he is virtually helpless, still asquat.
Hoping to win the fight singlehanded he says "Big John, a friend needs a favor. See that roll of toilet paper beside me?"......I snatch the rod from him, finish the fight, and release the bass.
There're some things I just won't do!
True story.

FR

Thats a great story.

[crankybait]

Originally Posted by mack

while carp fishing with one of my friends one time, i wasnt paying attention...a carp grabbed my bread then went to my friends bait and grabbed his..when we realized it we set the hook..we thought we had a double header..once we got it in, we realized we hooked the same fish and were fighting each other...

Hah how did you know his wasn't taken first?
Funny stories, guys. Well, today while sunyn fishing, we used stick cheese. Now, my friend (who happens to look like a mouse) is baiting up, and fishing. just sitting there. Couple minutes later, the cheese was gone! he ended up eating it, forcing us to use every bit of food we had on us as bait.

[mack]

Hah how did you know his wasn't taken first?

idk..its a story..not every detail has to be perfect...

we used stick cheese

you know there are such things as worms lol

[crankybait]

they bite anything... first time we went, we didn;t know there were fish at the pond. we looked and saw a ton. we used a stick, kite string, and a bent safety pin. bait was foam from a nerf football. Worms cost cash or are too much of a hassle to find. We did get some bees from the peach tree, those are nice baits. but the cheese sticks on to the hook nicely.

[mack]

what are you mcgyver? lol ..baby nights are only $2.50 for 2 dozen...if you paid the money for an expensive rod and reel, why not shell out the extra 2 bucks for worms..or buy a 1/32 or 1/24 oz trout magnet jig...tie it on, cast it out, and jerk it back..they go nuts..or put a fly and a small nymph fly and a bobber and cast it out...it works..i dont waste my time anymore tho with sunnies but the last time i went it worked...

[crankybait]

that's the thing... i didn't pay for my rod n reel LOL. Are jigs really necessary? the cheese gets attacked as soon as it hits the water. i don't even cast out, jus dunk it into the water. I find it pretty amusing, when i go with my friends. We tried bee, grasshopper, dead tadpole, our snacks... they ate it up. But i think i can go get me a small jig.

[mack]

well its not necessary but it works..if you dont want to rebait your hook every 2 seconds...its more of a jerkbait thing instead of a jig..you dont let it hit the bottom of the pond..just give it little jerks and hops...white is a good color..

[crankybait]

I'll google it, perhaps i can make something similar.

[mack]

here is a pic of one..

[crankybait]

looks like a normal jighead with a trailer... I'll check dicks when i go

[flbassman]

Cranky, go to walmart, pisck up some #8 gold hooks, and fish with little balled up bread pieces. That's the best/easiest way to catch bream.

[crankybait]

That's pretty much what we did... The bread fell off pretty easily though. and we used number 10 hooks. next time I want to actually TRY fishing for them.

[mack]

you gotta pack it on the hook good..its gotta be fresh bread...stale bread falls off way to easy..i use bread for carp..

[Vabass22]

Cranky, I, when the time is right, go panfishing, and have many time out fished nightcrawlers with trout lures, beetle spins, and rapalas. Plus you catch bigger fish. My record on a beetle spin is 2 fish in one minute, no lie! When the time is right, those things are amazing.