Ratherbfishing

That completely depends on the day. If I start hitting fish immediately, I may not go 50 yards. On other days you might find me going all over the place in a general state of confusion.

Simpy to get out more often and to more places.

Tough fishing occurs often enough for me that I never have to look for it.

Sometimes I take off my glasses when I can't hear what's happening! ; )

If I did an actual tally it would probably depress me so I'll just go with "Not enough."

I'd mourn a shiny, right-out-of-the box shad Rap I lost on THE VERY FIRST CAST but I didn't know him long enough to form an attachment.

This fall I tried to drag a jig/minnow under a bobber behind the boat while I cast and it was more of headache than anything. Perhaps in truly OPEN water it might have been different but as it was, I gave up.

If I lose a lure (even if I haven't been catching with it), I'm likely to buy at least two replacements. Not always but often. "The circle of life!" I like that! Can I use it?

Yeah, it was pretty cool! It's something you don't experience every day. The KC-10 refueling "probe" operator had it easy by comparison to the KC-135 guy. The former more or less sat in an "office" seat with all these joysticks ergonomically placed whereas the KC-135 "guy" had to lay sprawled out on his/her stomach. (The KC-10 was fairly new to the fleet then whereas the KC-135 had been around for decades. It wouldn't surprise me, though, if the KC-135 outlives it. Same with the B-52).

To borrow from a John Mellencamp song, "I know there's a balance, I seen it when I swing past."

The flying part itself can be as fun or as terrible as the person/people you sit around. Only once have I experienced bad turbulence and that was the last stretch on a KC-10 flying low-level over the desert. I was fine, actually, but the guy next to me was fighting to not toss his cookies. He was even making little "urping" sounds. Thank God he didn't ralph as I think that would have set off a chain reaction.

Oh, I did totally forget 2 military flights: One in a KC-10, one in a KC-135. In each instance, I got to watch them refuel B-52's. These were some of the highlights of my brief (4 year) military "career."

Just curious to see the responses I get. I've flown in a commercial airliner...I think 9 times (if you count return flights) and private planes about 10 times. This is over a span of 52 years so I really haven't flown that often-at least compared to a brother in law who probably flies (commercially) that many times in a month. My most notable flight was in going to basic training at Lackland AFB. EVEN the flight attendants seemed to think it was fun to abuse their plane load of "pukes."

Dang! You've got shocks... pegs. Lucky! You ever take it off any sweet jumps?

This is especially true of many college professors.

A guide should not behave as though you are paying HIM to fish-especially once a pattern has been established. Don't be afraid to tell him (appropriately) if you would rather he backed off (or stopped fishing entirely). Since money is changing hands, he (or she) is there for you and not vice versa.

Not fishing advice per se but it is sage advice: Unless you WANT to swamp your boat, never go from 30 mph (or whatever) to zero immediately. Either slow down gradually OR rev your engine before the wave you created catches up to you.

Yeah, maybe. I don't know. I'd never experience anything remotely like it before and, thankfully, not since. Of course it helped that I sprinkled Holy water all over the yard afterwards. ; )

The irony is IF I had made ANY aggressive motion in his direction, I would have been the one nailed to the cross. As tempting as it was, it just wasn't/isn't worth it. Plus, although I would have LIKED to see him learn a lesson, I couldn't have predicted the outcome. If he'd busted his skull open on the pavement, that obviously would have been excessive to my wishes.

This is an older thread but...what the heck. My wife and I woke up one night (our window was open) to the strangest, eeriest sounds (plural) I've ever heard. Somewhere in the backyard there was a "drama" unfolding. I can't EVEN begin to describe the sound but it was like there was a death struggle going on between two or more animals. In the midst of it was a chorus of other animals either bemoaning or egging on the "struggle." A band of demons couldn't have been more convincing! I don't believe it was anything supernatural BUT if I were a superstitious person, it would have scared the heebee jeebies out of me. Heck, it did anyway!

Just stay away from those model years and you should be fine. My friend has an ecoboost F-150 and he likes it a lot.

Changing the spark plugs is an EXPENSIVE and difficult proposition for certain model years. Couldn't tell you which ones, though. Oh, ah, Scott F says 2004-2008

trust me. The urge was there.