Everything wrong - One Thing Right

[dickenscpa]

My buddy has a strange job. He is only off Sunday and Wednesday. I'm self employed, tax season over so after Church on Sunday and on Wednesdays we fish. 

 

So we go yesterday evening and it was like a comedy of errors. After each incident I thought, "Well it can't get weirder than this." I learned not to think that anymore.

 

Right off the bat I see a piece of wood I wanted to throw at and bang, I get hit. I net the fish and bring it into the kayak and it's about a 12" bass with a snake wrapped around it. I'm not afraid of snakes but my buddy is a jelly mess around them. I did get bit by a western diamond back in January and noticed I'm a bit more leery than say 5 months ago. I do have one of those rubbery nets that hooks aren't supposed to catch in but my hook was entwined in the net. I didn't think I'd EVER get the fish and snake outta the boat.

 

Next I see fish popping everywhere on bait in 4-5' of water. My crankin' rod had a deep diver on it and I wanted to switch to a shallower bait. I have a Hobie PA and the rod was laying on my right side in the rod tube. I reach down and some how one of the trebles embedded on top and back of my pinky nail under the skin. Would not budge. Couldn't lift the rod any higher and my pliers were on my right side - and it hurt. Had to peddle about 250 yds to the bank and my buddy had to pull it out. He gets it out and there was a fair amount of blood. It made him sick. I was fine until he started spewing. When he started spewing, I started spewing. I had some carbonated water and we were both ok after a bit.

 

So we go back to fishing and I get out my shallow crankbait and a treble gets caught in my glove. I'm pulling, cutting, using pliers and it comes loose and pops and flies toward me and goes thru my shirt and gets stuck just under my right pec.  I holler at my best friend again and he tells me I'm on my own with this one. Not as deep and not as much blood and its out. It's just I had a PFG fishing shirt on that was solid white and my wife bought it for me. It now has a small hole and a red stain that may or may not come out.

 

So after I get it tied on I throw it over the side. Apparently it sinks and I'm just floating around putting stuff up and reorganizing. I realize I'm drifting too shallow and kick the fins a time or two. Notice my rod bows up hard. I thought FISH ON! I'm kicking the fins to beat the band and fighting this fish with everything I got. Then realized I'd caught a 230 pounder sitting in a plastic tub. I'd drifted over the crank and got my line caught in my drive.

 

Now the one thing right - the water around me is like chocolate milk year 'round. I've never had the luxury of "sight fishing." We're heading back to the ramp ready to go eat. On my left I see a big mama on bed. Drop the power pole and stand and cast a t-rigged baby brush hog over there. Rod loads and I reel her in. First fish in my 50 years I saw and casted to. 3lbs is a BIG fish in this area and when I weighed her she was 5.14lbs. My PB is 6.08lbs in the same lake and that was 10 years ago so it was the biggest fish I've caught in a long time.

 

I guess the moral of the story is I hope I don't have to go thru all of that again to catch a decent fish.

[DinkDreams]

When I caught my current PB it was “one of those days”. Day of nothing but crap at work, irritable, didn’t sleep well the night before. I get out to the pond, and first cast my crankbait catches a tree limb on my back cast and my line just explodes off my reel. I mutter some choice words under my breath, retrieve the crank, and take the rod back to the car as I didn’t want to deal with it at that moment.

 

Grab my other baitcasting setup, first few casts no problem then I get a gnarly backlash which stops my line hard and my jig goes flying halfway to California it seemed like. Retie, cast again and my line breaks deep in the spool somewhere. I take that rod back to the car, couple deep breaths, and grab my spinning rod.

 

Throw a wacky rigged 4” black and blue Senko a few times, nothing. On that 5th cast, I feel the tick and the line swims off. Set the hook and it felt like I just set my bait into a redwood tree. Still caught the fish though!

 

It always seems to be the days where nothing is going my way that turn into the best fishing days. Could be a coincidence, who knows. That’s why no matter what if I can, I try to go. 

[Mobasser]

Sounds like you had a rough day, and got to test your treble hooks. Better luck next time, and be careful out there.

[king fisher]

Sounds like the perfect country music song to me.  

[dickenscpa]

5 minutes ago, king fisher said:

Sounds like the perfect country music song to me.  

I am just outside of Nashville

[BassNJake]

Thanks for sharing the saga of your first bed fish!!

I had quite the laugh at your expense !!

[TnRiver46]

Ha!!! Good day after all 

[GRiver]

Thank you dickenscpa ….. you gave me my first deep hearted laugh Ive had in a while, really, I needed it and after all that, you fished on. Both of you yaking  off your yaks( sorry for the pun, couldn’t resist).

Then getting hooked again, your rig caught in your drive, not to mention a snake in your boat. 
You were “put to the test” that day….. but you prevailed, and were rewarded a nice catch in the end.

Thanks again for the story.

G

 

[Koz]

You are no longer allowed to use baits with treble hooks. ?

[dickenscpa]

On 4/30/2022 at 3:39 PM, Koz said:

You are no longer allowed to use baits with treble hooks. ?

When my wife sets the table for dinner, my fork has corks on the end of it. LOL!

 

What's odd is in all my years of fishing I guess somewhere down the line I may have snagged some clothing but apparently it was uneventful 'cause I don't remember it. I do remember getting a hook or two snagged in the carpet of the boat, but never in ME. Much less twice in one day.

[Deleted account]

LMAO.

Wouldn't have happened if you had pedaled instead of peddled...

[dickenscpa]

On 5/11/2022 at 12:22 PM, Deleted account said:

LMAO.

Wouldn't have happened if you had pedaled instead of peddled...

Me and my buddy went fishing this past Wednesday as well and I was fishing along and thought about the jerk and bend in my rod every time I kicked those pedals and I just busted out laughing out of the blue. It was like a cheesy sitcom or something. Man I thought I had a monster on the line. LOL!

 

My buddy asked "What in the world got you tickled?" We both had a good laugh over it.