Do you have a "that friend" and what does he do?

[Djman72]

I have "that friend" who constantly will want to move spots. He is very good at breaking down an area of water and tying on a good bait to catch fish. That being said, he constantly wants to pick up anchor and move. Doesn't matter if we're slaying fish or the bite is dead.

Move Move Move

When we go out, I'll man the trolling motor on HIS boat.

[kickerfish1]

Lots of good replies and Bluebasser86's was exceptional.

I have a friend that is indecisive. Never can pick a lake. Always asks how I am rigging even if we have fished that laks a hundred times.  Asks if we should move or stay.

I have a friend that always is in disbelief when the boat has moved off course after he fights a fish or has retied. 

I have a friend that early fishing for him is around 10:00 am

I have a friend that fishes a frog from open water to ice up. 

I have a friend that complains about the prices of plastics, jigs and hardbaits but spends thousands on other recreational activities.

But at the end of the day they are still my friends and I wouldn't trade them for anything. I am not perfect and I am sure things I do bother them.

[tiredbobmarley]

I have "that friend" who is too afraid to hold a bass. I'm always the one to take the hook out. I do gotta say its hilarious to watch a 6ft 2in purple heart earning army vet scream and jump when the fish flops on the hook. Actually its even better when it flops off the hook into the boat.  Then its dancin time, hahahaha.  That friend also rigs his plastics the wrong way even after showing him multiple times.  And always throwing out with weeds hooked to the lure or the plastic barely hanging on with huge split shots up the line for weight.  I just let him keep on fishing because ill be the one to fix it. At the same time I can say ive seen him pick up decent bass on a rig that he finagled while im sitting there getting skunked. That dude is notorious for snagging my line either in the water or on a cast.  Has broke my line/lost my lures multiple times because of him snagging me up. 

Ive also got the buddy that wants to bring his kid and wife when we go fish.  I have a 14 ft boat so you can see how that would go. Sun and a buzz isn't the only thing im trying to catch when out on the water.  

Once again....all that said....we have good conversation, both will normally brings beer and I appreciate an extra hand while trailering.  Both are relatively new to fishing so it can only get better from here.  We all had to learn at some point.  Now I know how my dad/uncle/grandpa used to feel, haha. Btw great topic...really funny.

[Further North]

So...a couple years ago, the guy who was supposed to join me on a Canadian trip had to back out (he had a good reason, family medical issues).

I happened to mention this at a meeting I had for a local conservation group.

One of the guys at the meeting spoke up and indicated he'd like to go if there was room.  We'd fished together a a few times, and while he hadn't been the best partner I'd ever fished with, he hadn't been terrible.  I thought about it a while and thought, "What the heck, how bad can it be?"

Here's how bad:

1. Didn't want to come up the night before and pre-pack the boat and truck so we could get going on time.
2. One of his "tackle boxes" was a 5 gallon bucket...the other one was a 12 pack Leinie's corrugated box.
   1. Lure organization was...a pile.
3. We were 40 minutes down the road when he remembered he'd left his passport in his truck.
4. Sat at a different table when we stopped to eat on the way up.
5. On the first day of fishing, at the end of the day...this plays out:
   1. When I'm done for the day in Canada, I like to spend some time straightening up the boat at the dock so it's not a three-legged cluster #@%$ in the morning...so I start doing this, putting stuff away, cleaning off fish schmutz...
   2. My fishing partner...let's call him "Bob"...picks up his three rods, his Leinie's box and his bucket and takes off for the cabin...keep in mind that there's a dozen boats at the dock, with tens of thousands of dollars worth of tackle and gear n them...all better than his...
   3. I think to myself, "What the heck?"...and then I thought, "NO problem, he's probably going to fix dinner."
   4. I finished cleaning up the boat, headed back to the cabin, walked in, where "Bob" greats me with, "Hey, I hope you've got something to eat, I just brought enough of this for myself."  BTW...he was standing there drinking one of my beers...
   5. ...so I warmed up some killer chili I'd brought along...about the time it was done, he says "That sure smells good, can I have some?"  I said, "Sure." and I went to bed.  When I get up in the AM, the chili is still on the stove and when fumblenuts stumbles out of his bed a while later, he let me know, "Hey!  You left the chili out last night."
6. All week long, he wanted to fish for walleyes and lake trout...even though they were not biting and pike, muskies and smallies were killing each other to get to our lures.
7. He never...not once...helped net a fish, all week.
8. He never commented when he had a follow on a fish...in fact...the few times I saw him have a follow, he try to hide it, or flat out deny it.
9. He's a musky guy and never boated one all week...mostly because he kept throwing huge baits when they told us, clear as a bell on day one, that they liked stuff that was about 7" - 8" long...
   1. He sulked for two days when I caught 3 muskies in an hour...
10. He didn't offter to drive at all on the way home...just sat in the passenger seat and complained that the sun was too hot on him and that we needed to turn the A/C in the truck down (it was set at 70°).

"Bob" and I don't fish together any more...he keeps asking...but oddly, I've always got all the seats in my boat full for that trip...

[Ratherbfishing]

15 minutes ago, Further North said:

So...a couple years ago, the guy who was supposed to join me on a Canadian trip had to back out (he had a good reason, family medical issues).

I happened to mention this at a meeting I had for a local conservation group.

One of the guys at the meeting spoke up and indicated he'd like to go if there was room.  We'd fished together a a few times, and while he hadn't been the best partner I'd ever fished with, he hadn't been terrible.  I thought about it a while and thought, "What the heck, how bad can it be?"

Here's how bad:

1. Didn't want to come up the night before and pre-pack the boat and truck so we could get going on time.
2. One of his "tackle boxes" was a 5 gallon bucket...the other one was a 12 pack Leinie's corrugated box.
   1. Lure organization was...a pile.
3. We were 40 minutes down the road when he remembered he'd left his passport in his truck.
4. Sat at a different table when we stopped to eat on the way up.
5. On the first day of fishing, at the end of the day...this plays out:
   1. When I'm done for the day in Canada, I like to spend some time straightening up the boat at the dock so it's not a three-legged cluster #@%$ in the morning...so I start doing this, putting stuff away, cleaning off fish schmutz...
   2. My fishing partner...let's call him "Bob"...picks up his three rods, his Leinie's box and his bucket and takes off for the cabin...keep in mind that there's a dozen boats at the dock, with tens of thousands of dollars worth of tackle and gear n them...all better than his...
   3. I think to myself, "What the heck?"...and then I thought, "NO problem, he's probably going to fix dinner."
   4. I finished cleaning up the boat, headed back to the cabin, walked in, where "Bob" greats me with, "Hey, I hope you've got something to eat, I just brought enough of this for myself."  BTW...he was standing there drinking one of my beers...
   5. ...so I warmed up some killer chili I'd brought along...about the time it was done, he says "That sure smells good, can I have some?"  I said, "Sure." and I went to bed.  When I get up in the AM, the chili is still on the stove and when fumblenuts stumbles out of his bed a while later, he let me know, "Hey!  You left the chili out last night."
6. All week long, he wanted to fish for walleyes and lake trout...even though they were not biting and pike, muskies and smallies were killing each other to get to our lures.
7. He never...not once...helped net a fish, all week.
8. He never commented when he had a follow on a fish...in fact...the few times I saw him have a follow, he try to hide it, or flat out deny it.
9. He's a musky guy and never boated one all week...mostly because he kept throwing huge baits when they told us, clear as a bell on day one, that they liked stuff that was about 7" - 8" long...
   1. He sulked for two days when I caught 3 muskies in an hour...
10. He didn't offter to drive at all on the way home...just sat in the passenger seat and complained that the sun was too hot on him and that we needed to turn the A/C in the truck down (it was set at 70°).

"Bob" and I don't fish together any more...he keeps asking...but oddly, I've always got all the seats in my boat full for that trip...

"Bob" sounds like a piece of...(ahem) "work."  

[Buckeye Ron]

I wish I had one of those"that friend". 

[IndianaFinesse]

3 minutes ago, Buckeye Ron said:

I wish I had one of those"that friend". 

Uh, why?

[Scott F]

I do a lot of road trip fishing vacations. One friend of mine that I've known for 50 years, agreed to go with me on a drive in trip that was 500 miles away. We've been all over Canada, Minnesota, Wisconsin and the rest of the Midwest over the years and he's always been one of my favorite fishing partners. As with most all cabin rentals, if you back out, you are still responsible for the cost of the entire rental. 5 days before the trip, he backed out and left me to pay for the whole trip. I went alone to keep from getting nothing for my money. He had a reasonable excuse at the time but when he did it to me a second time 2 years later, without offering me a dime to cover his share of what it cost, I decided our trips together were over.

[kickerfish1]

That is rough Scott. Having booked my share of resort cabins over the years (used to take 1 or 2 week or week+ trips a year). For 5 nights at a decent place it easily push $750 - $1000. Very doable for a group of 2-3 guys but tougher for one. Not to mention having to hang out and fish by yourself for the duration. Any out of state trips are booked only with close friends and family 95% of the time.

[lmbfisherman]

These posts scare me, I'm glad I don't have a that guy.

[Jar11591]

7 hours ago, lmbfisherman said:

These posts scare me, I'm glad I don't have a that guy.

If you can't think of "that guy", that means you ARE that guy LOL

[Eric Montes Polk FL]

On 4/2/2016 at 7:17 PM, Gundog said:

Man my best friend is a real "That guy". I pretty much taught him how to fish for bass. Every time we go out fishing on his boat if I'm catching bass and he isn't instead of changing lures to what type I'm using he moves the boat away from the area. That kills me and then neither one of use is catching any fish. Part of his problem is he only fishes the way he wants to fish. He's the guy that picks what lure he wants to use before he gets on the lake. Also he only uses a few lures. Spinnerbait, crankbait and topwater frog, thats all he uses. He's never thrown a worm, or jig and doesn't know what a dropshot rig or shakey head is.

Lmfao i know 'that guy'... Im like dude... You've gotta broaden your fishing vocab. Using the same type of rapala you caught a 5lb bass off of in 1998 for every fishing trip is never gonna get you on any magazines lmfao

 

[Eric Montes Polk FL]

So i've got several fishing friends who are 'That Guy'... Most people who fish with me are guilty of various shenanigizing antics that get annoying or completely hilarious at times. Ive got the 'Sets the hook like bill dance and tries to rip a yearlings lips off' guy.... The 'shows up with a catfish pole to a bass fishing trip' guy... How bout the 'Hey man , wanna go fishing?' By that he means... ' hey man... Bring your boat , tackle and know how and find us a lake.' Then I have some dear friends who make fishing awesome. I have the Otter. Appropriately named. He will keep every fish caught. EVERY SINGLE FISH. No exaggeration. From huge breeder bass (6lb plus) to the tiniest of tiny. Hell i think he fries up shinners he has left over lol. But the man is hilarious. Joking the whole time. Always smiling. Drinkin a cold beer and living life. I've got a buddy who is HELL on tackle. He can catch a tree in the middle of the desert. Backlashes are his specialty. Cant get him to stop using a bait caster. And watch out if you're on the boat with him. He'll whip a swim bait right across your cheek lmao. I'm sure im 'that guy' to someone. I enjoy fishing and find enjoyment in often annoying situations. Life is good. Tight lines everyone. GREAT TOPIC

[nameiztaken]

I have a that friend all right, one of the ones that flings cranks past your face while pretending he caught a hog. Still good friends though 

[hawgenvy]

On 4/7/2016 at 8:41 PM, Further North said:

      4. Sat at a different table when we stopped to eat on the way up.

Maybe it's just me, but I think this is the funniest line in here. I cracked up for ten minutes thinking about it. This topic is awesome. Thanks for starting it, Tweek!

[lmbfisherman]

15 hours ago, Jar11591 said:

If you can't think of "that guy", that means you ARE that guy LOL

That maybe true!

[blckshirt98]

29 minutes ago, hawgenvy said:

Maybe it's just me, but I think this is the funniest line in here. I cracked up for ten minutes thinking about it. This topic is awesome. Thanks for starting it, Tweek!

Maybe the OP had some really stank BO! 

[bwillis]

I had an army buddy I used to fish with every once in a while, and it took a while to get him to stop casting with his entire body and almost flipping the canoe.

[Hurricane]

On ‎4‎/‎7‎/‎2016 at 8:41 PM, Further North said:

So...a couple years ago, the guy who was supposed to join me on a Canadian trip had to back out (he had a good reason, family medical issues).

I happened to mention this at a meeting I had for a local conservation group.

One of the guys at the meeting spoke up and indicated he'd like to go if there was room.  We'd fished together a a few times, and while he hadn't been the best partner I'd ever fished with, he hadn't been terrible.  I thought about it a while and thought, "What the heck, how bad can it be?"

Here's how bad:

1. Didn't want to come up the night before and pre-pack the boat and truck so we could get going on time.
2. One of his "tackle boxes" was a 5 gallon bucket...the other one was a 12 pack Leinie's corrugated box.
   1. Lure organization was...a pile.
3. We were 40 minutes down the road when he remembered he'd left his passport in his truck.
4. Sat at a different table when we stopped to eat on the way up.
5. On the first day of fishing, at the end of the day...this plays out:
   1. When I'm done for the day in Canada, I like to spend some time straightening up the boat at the dock so it's not a three-legged cluster #@%$ in the morning...so I start doing this, putting stuff away, cleaning off fish schmutz...
   2. My fishing partner...let's call him "Bob"...picks up his three rods, his Leinie's box and his bucket and takes off for the cabin...keep in mind that there's a dozen boats at the dock, with tens of thousands of dollars worth of tackle and gear n them...all better than his...
   3. I think to myself, "What the heck?"...and then I thought, "NO problem, he's probably going to fix dinner."
   4. I finished cleaning up the boat, headed back to the cabin, walked in, where "Bob" greats me with, "Hey, I hope you've got something to eat, I just brought enough of this for myself."  BTW...he was standing there drinking one of my beers...
   5. ...so I warmed up some killer chili I'd brought along...about the time it was done, he says "That sure smells good, can I have some?"  I said, "Sure." and I went to bed.  When I get up in the AM, the chili is still on the stove and when fumblenuts stumbles out of his bed a while later, he let me know, "Hey!  You left the chili out last night."
6. All week long, he wanted to fish for walleyes and lake trout...even though they were not biting and pike, muskies and smallies were killing each other to get to our lures.
7. He never...not once...helped net a fish, all week.
8. He never commented when he had a follow on a fish...in fact...the few times I saw him have a follow, he try to hide it, or flat out deny it.
9. He's a musky guy and never boated one all week...mostly because he kept throwing huge baits when they told us, clear as a bell on day one, that they liked stuff that was about 7" - 8" long...
   1. He sulked for two days when I caught 3 muskies in an hour...
10. He didn't offter to drive at all on the way home...just sat in the passenger seat and complained that the sun was too hot on him and that we needed to turn the A/C in the truck down (it was set at 70°).

"Bob" and I don't fish together any more...he keeps asking...but oddly, I've always got all the seats in my boat full for that trip...

Good for you for keeping your calm... I would have lost it...

[BassThumb]

I take one of my oldest Mississippi-River-wading friends out on my boat a few times a year. He's an excellent angler and fly-fishing purist and will use the fly rod at all times, no matter what, even when his techniques aren't working or the conditions aren't right for fly fishing (too windy or choppy). 

Nearly every time he comes out with me, he gets skunked. There have been times I've out fished him 30-0. I try to get him to switch over to conventional tackle and offer to supply the rods for him. Nice ones, too, like Dobyns and Shimanos. 

It just frustrates me to have a fishing guest get skunked. When I bring someone out, I want them to catch fish. I'll put them right on the fish and many times won't even cast at the most productive spots. But he's too stubborn to let me help him. 

[Brett_Hebert]

My "That guy" is that guy for most of the town. Theres a small circle of friends who work the oilfield and spend our off time fishing religously. Once we get on the fish we share some info with each other because we arent always able to fish together with work schedules, and after 28 days in another country the fish tend to move. Well theres this one guy who sees the pictures we post of us fishing and will instantly ask not only where we caught or what we caught on, but he wants to know if it was shallow, clear, muddy, how many boats were in that spot, What presentation you used, what color underwear you ha don, and so on. We arent greedy and hoard spots from everyone, but geeze if your going to hold claim to being a good fisherman learn how to find fish on your own like we all do. If it wasnt for his daddy and friends I'm not sure he would know where to fish at all. 

[sprint61]

My friend and only fishing partner 

"let's crappie fish"

"can I throw that rod with the rico on it" 

"I lost your rico" 

"it's to hot" 

"it's to cold" 

" I'm hung up" 

"I'm hung up again" 

"a fish hung me up" 

just a fraction of what I hear every trip.

[Scott F]

On April 7, 2016 at 7:41 PM, Further North said:

 

1. Sat at a different table when we stopped to eat on the way up

Maybe, he thinks you are "that guy".

[Further North]

23 hours ago, LastCastChris said:

Good for you for keeping your calm... I would have lost it...

I thought about it...no benefit to it...it woulda made a mess of the trip.  Ignoring him worked better, kept my blood pressure lower.

I enjoyed the trip, despite "Bob", enough that I've been back to the same place several years in a row now.

19 hours ago, BassThumb said:

I take one of my oldest Mississippi-River-wading friends out on my boat a few times a year. He's an excellent angler and fly-fishing purist and will use the fly rod at all times, no matter what, even when his techniques aren't working or the conditions aren't right for fly fishing (too windy or choppy). 

Nearly every time he comes out with me, he gets skunked. There have been times I've out fished him 30-0. I try to get him to switch over to conventional tackle and offer to supply the rods for him. Nice ones, too, like Dobyns and Shimanos. 

It just frustrates me to have a fishing guest get skunked. When I bring someone out, I want them to catch fish. I'll put them right on the fish and many times won't even cast at the most productive spots. But he's too stubborn to let me help him. 

There's not much we can do for the purists...they enjoy what they do just for the pure fun of it.  Most of them anyway...the folks I can't abide are the one who act like their way is the only way, the best way or somehow morally superior to the way other folks fish.

On 4/8/2016 at 8:54 PM, blckshirt98 said:

Maybe the OP had some really stank BO! 

Nah...I washed up real good, brushed my tooth and everything.

[Topwaterspook]

My best friend is also " that guy ".  Every opportunity he gets he passes gas in the cab of my truck then just smiles. This has been going on for almost 50 years.  I always try and return the favor when we're in his truck.