I used to work for the State Park system in state I grew up in. In the hottest days of summer, boss would tell us to ‘go pick up trash in back of the park’, which meant… take a truck, go through the gates to the outer boundary of the park, sit in the shade and don’t be seen until quitting time (usually, we hid out and went swimming at one of the many hidden ponds )
So, one day… three of us did. My two buddies started smoking a joint. I was trying to abstain at that point… ( why!!!) so I wandered away and started looking around. I found a hook and mess of line up in a tree. I pulled it down.
Then I caught a frog by the shore.
I hooked the frog onto the line and threw it to the middle of the pond. It started swimming back in.
About 10 seconds later a giant largemouth bass attacked and I pulled in this giant fish (to this day, probably the biggest largemouth I ever caught) on some scrap line from a tree. My two stoned pals were open-mouthed going “what the fuck?!?!”
Lol, dont know man stopped drinking beer as a kid, I drink whiskey personally. But if you haven’t spent the night drinking a 24 on his monument in Halifax than you just have not lived.
I’ve been fishing lake Erie and Niagara river since the 60’s (blue pike, northerns, smallies), last 2 years I couldn’t, 6 surgeries later and I think I’m good for next season
Was out for a bit this morning, storms coming and rollers on the lake.
Did manage to get 5 keeper bluegills in the live box.
Took some crappie minnows with but no crappies biting.
Caught the gills on a small ice fishing jig and waxies.
I’m not much of a bass guy. Never really had the chance to learn to fish them. Grew up in the ocean fishing salmon. Yesterday on a small river I was able to catch this nice lil bass!
Same same, just with all the residential school stuff going on I figured I’d be a little more sensitive.
I used to call Brazil Nuts and those little black licorices by a different name too times a changin’