Super User Nitrofreak Posted January 29, 2016 Super User Posted January 29, 2016 3 hours ago, Felix77 said: I went stir crazy back in November up here in the north. Compound that with a knee surgery which is keeping me off the ice and I am going absolutely bonkers. I made more jigs, spinnerbaits, chatterbaits etc. I reorganized my tackle ... and then re-reorganized it. I am even learning how to tie feathered trebles and flies and I don't even fly fish! A wooly bugger. Hope you feel better soon ! 1 Quote
atcoha Posted January 29, 2016 Author Posted January 29, 2016 quittin' time came early today. Hit up the creek. warmed up to about 68-70 today, sunshine. Creek was at normal level, maybe a little higher than normal, had some rain this week. Fished a junebug lizard.....nothing. Stayed about an hour, went home. 1 Quote
Super User Nitrofreak Posted January 29, 2016 Super User Posted January 29, 2016 22 minutes ago, atcoha said: quittin' time came early today. Hit up the creek. warmed up to about 68-70 today, sunshine. Creek was at normal level, maybe a little higher than normal, had some rain this week. Fished a junebug lizard.....nothing. Stayed about an hour, went home. Still beats not getting out at all right ! Quote
Super User everythingthatswims Posted January 30, 2016 Super User Posted January 30, 2016 On 1/28/2016 at 4:46 PM, Nitrofreak said: That's ok, I'm all about dem largies anyway, stripers are most likely more active in the mouths of the major creek entrances up lake right now anyway, haven't been over there for a few months so I'm not really sure, might come over on Sunday and do some lookin around on the ledges and some of those long points in that area, not sure if I will have an open seat or not if I do get the opportunity but if I do you are more than welcome to join me if you wish. I'm probably going to be half dead from my kayak adventure tomorrow but thank you for the offer. Got home from work at 10 so I just finished up packing everything. Should be an interesting day! Quote
Super User Sam Posted January 30, 2016 Super User Posted January 30, 2016 Stir crazy this time of year? Are you kidding me? Who goes stir crazy? Not me. I am fully sane. I don't totally crave to go fishing. In fact, my good friend, The Bait Monkey, and I are looking over all of my baits. I have all of my baits all over the house. In the kitchen. In the den. In the bathrooms. In the garage. In the dining room. In each of the four bedrooms. In the hall closet. In my Man Cave. Stir Crazy? Not me. I have it all under control. Yes, under control. With the curtains closed and the blinds shut. No one sees in my house. No one is allowed in my house. Go away. Get lost. Leave me alone. Bait Monkey and me are having fun. Yes, fun. I know those other bass fishermen in Virginia are driving by and watching me. I see them all the time. They are watching me. But they will never find anything out. I am practicing my flipping and pitching in the bath tub by standing on the toilet. Have not caught anything yet but still trying. Bait Monkey says to try lots of baits in lots of colors until I get bit or fall off the toilet. Yes, I am practicing so I can be better. Need to practice. No sleep. No TV. No news. Just flipping and pitching all day long after I reograniae my tackle. I have it together. Never lost it in the first place. Heading out to my Ranger to sit in it. Bait Monkey and I love to sit in the Ranger and turn the steering wheel. I have a fog horn that I blow as neighbors walk or drive by. The Bait Monkey and I love doing this. It is fun. But I have it all together. No problem. I still don't see the problem when the City of Richmond police showed up to ask me what I was doing. I did not let them into the house. I am sure they are from the CIA and want to see all of my baits, rods and reels. So I told them that I had no idea what they were talking about and they left. But I checked around for bugging devices just the same. The Bait Monkey tells me you can't be too safe. Heard some guys went fishing on the Hot Sid of Anna. Not me. Not showing my stuff to anyone until tournament time rolls around. And the Hot Side is not hot, anyway. The Bait Monkey tells me that anyone out there who says the Hot Side is hot is crazy. But I am not crazy. Not me. So I sleep with my rods and reels, making my wife sleep in the guest room. The Bait Monkey likes this. And I stare at the TV until a bass fishing show comes on. But not the Hot Side. No fish on the Hot Side. Everyone stay away from the Hot Side. I will fish it and let you know if there are any fish in it. So yes, I am totally sane. No problems. Looking. Watching. Knowing the CIA is out there. And I bet the CIA is on the Hot Side taking names and boat numbers. Yes. They are all around us. In the trees. In the bushes. Under houses. Using drones. All to spy on me and the Bait Monkey. Yes. Spying on me. I know it. So all is under control at my house. I will continue to keep blinds and curtains shut as I crawl on the floor so they can't see me. I know they are there. Wanting to see my baits, rods and reels. You watch out for them, too. They are sneaky. Check your trash cans. Make sure your high school teachers are not aliens from the planet BASS. They are all around us. I know it. Must go. Bait Monkey just filled up the bathtub and I need to practice my flipping and pitching. Be very careful, my friend. Very careful. 8 Quote
Super User Nitrofreak Posted January 30, 2016 Super User Posted January 30, 2016 There a difference between stir crazy and crazy, you my friend seem to be walking that razor thin line... LOL !!! 1 Quote
Super User A-Jay Posted January 30, 2016 Super User Posted January 30, 2016 5 hours ago, Sam said: Stir crazy this time of year? Are you kidding me? Who goes stir crazy? Not me. I am fully sane. I don't totally crave to go fishing. In fact, my good friend, The Bait Monkey, and I are looking over all of my baits. I have all of my baits all over the house. In the kitchen. In the den. In the bathrooms. In the garage. In the dining room. In each of the four bedrooms. In the hall closet. In my Man Cave. Stir Crazy? Not me. I have it all under control. Yes, under control. With the curtains closed and the blinds shut. No one sees in my house. No one is allowed in my house. Go away. Get lost. Leave me alone. Bait Monkey and me are having fun. Yes, fun. I know those other bass fishermen in Virginia are driving by and watching me. I see them all the time. They are watching me. But they will never find anything out. I am practicing my flipping and pitching in the bath tub by standing on the toilet. Have not caught anything yet but still trying. Bait Monkey says to try lots of baits in lots of colors until I get bit or fall off the toilet. Yes, I am practicing so I can be better. Need to practice. No sleep. No TV. No news. Just flipping and pitching all day long after I reograniae my tackle. I have it together. Never lost it in the first place. Heading out to my Ranger to sit in it. Bait Monkey and I love to sit in the Ranger and turn the steering wheel. I have a fog horn that I blow as neighbors walk or drive by. The Bait Monkey and I love doing this. It is fun. But I have it all together. No problem. I still don't see the problem when the City of Richmond police showed up to ask me what I was doing. I did not let them into the house. I am sure they are from the CIA and want to see all of my baits, rods and reels. So I told them that I had no idea what they were talking about and they left. But I checked around for bugging devices just the same. The Bait Monkey tells me you can't be too safe. Heard some guys went fishing on the Hot Sid of Anna. Not me. Not showing my stuff to anyone until tournament time rolls around. And the Hot Side is not hot, anyway. The Bait Monkey tells me that anyone out there who says the Hot Side is hot is crazy. But I am not crazy. Not me. So I sleep with my rods and reels, making my wife sleep in the guest room. The Bait Monkey likes this. And I stare at the TV until a bass fishing show comes on. But not the Hot Side. No fish on the Hot Side. Everyone stay away from the Hot Side. I will fish it and let you know if there are any fish in it. So yes, I am totally sane. No problems. Looking. Watching. Knowing the CIA is out there. And I bet the CIA is on the Hot Side taking names and boat numbers. Yes. They are all around us. In the trees. In the bushes. Under houses. Using drones. All to spy on me and the Bait Monkey. Yes. Spying on me. I know it. So all is under control at my house. I will continue to keep blinds and curtains shut as I crawl on the floor so they can't see me. I know they are there. Wanting to see my baits, rods and reels. You watch out for them, too. They are sneaky. Check your trash cans. Make sure your high school teachers are not aliens from the planet BASS. They are all around us. I know it. Must go. Bait Monkey just filled up the bathtub and I need to practice my flipping and pitching. Be very careful, my friend. Very careful. REALLY GOOD ~ ! Thoroughly enjoyed that one ~ Made my whole morning Thank You Sam A-Jay 2 Quote
WdyCrankbait Posted January 30, 2016 Posted January 30, 2016 Yeah, but I know Sam and this happens every year after the RVA Fishing expo. He's only joking if you believe him. 1 Quote
Super User A-Jay Posted January 30, 2016 Super User Posted January 30, 2016 Just now, WdyCrankbait said: Yeah, but I know Sam and this happens every year after the RVA Fishing expo. He's only joking if you believe him. Tell me about it ~ A-Jay 1 Quote
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