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I got a deal from Cabela's bargain cave on Epixors - resold a bunch on eBay and kept one for me (#freegear)I like it a lot!
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See!? "they're everywhere" :-)
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I love to involve my little one and her friends in my hobbies and projects!
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Awesome! Kid sure had a memorable blast!
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Gotta love a BIG FISH story! My faves are the ones about "this one time the diver crew from the city came to investigate (versions) either a crack in the dam, or a drowning accident and the diver went in and out in minutes and gave up diving because of the fish (depending on location) Wels Catfish... Sturgeon, Pike etc that were the size of tree trunks..."
Heard it so many times on different continents in many different countries about hundreds of bodies of water never gets old! :-) Thanks for sharing!
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Today I got so played it is not even funny! Broken off twice by bigguns from under the boat dock - they would just swirl and smooch and zoom away with my flies 10lb test P-Line leader was no match!
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He looked up and could see the mirror-like surface of the water above him. His eyeballs hurt with the cold water prickling them like crystal marbles, blood erratically pumping in his ears. It was cold, really overwhelmingly frigid and crippling.
*Well it is December 6th St. Nicholas, of course the Danube is cold, duh... What the #### am I doing here standing in the river, my nose inches away from the surface and still holding on to something in my right hand!? Oh, right... the cast-net it got stuck in the rocks and concrete slabs on the bottom...* He remembered gradually his steps down the wall of the marina where after no more than a few minutes of contemplating he decided:
*#### it I'm going in! If St. Nicholas calls for fish on this day I gotta get some fish, right!? And it doesn't happen with your cast-net hugging the bottom...*
And so he did... He paced down the slippery steps gradually emercing firstly his feet - he still had his rubber boots on - then going waist deep, then up to his chest (that is when his breaths became short and shallow) then he remembered slowly taking a few deeper breaths and dipping his head under water following the rope attached to the brass swivel that collected the radial lines.
He remembered flashes of all the stories. The Danube had taken her share of unlucky bastards, but she would not get him, not today at least, he smirked. There was that poor slob Gavril, he clasped his knife in the sheath strapped to his left hip and was never able to reach for it when his net grabbed the roots of a full size oak floating downstream by the barge from the slippery deck of which he happened to be throwing his figure eights, swinging cones between the ships and perfect circles cast afar closer to the river bank. Well he was found the next morning that particular February, rope neatly wrung in his left wrist dug deep blue and black in his drowned flesh - tangled stiff in the branches of the uprooted tree. Wasn't there a sewer pipe a few meters upstream from this spot where his boots were now seeking balance in the muddy rocks!? Wasn't that water that carried the Danubian gem staples, like condoms that looked like deep sea creatures surfaced to surprise the occasional scientist and ladies' hygienic pads that were grotesquely swollen to extents that would make their makers proud, supposed to be somewhat warmer and heat up the big picture he was submerged in!?
*Guess not, or at least not to a degree that I can feel it right about now...*
There was a gentle tug on the rope, his brother on the deck of Barge #5 was getting anxious to see him pop out his head or something. It was enough to pull him out of the momentary stupor of not actually remembering why was he in the water in the first place.
*So wait, when Gavril drowned he was by himself, it was February and there was no one around that cold night... I have a half dozen of my buddies around (and maybe twice as many on-lookers), it is a bright albeit December day - so I should be OK, right!? Kinda wish I had a knife though... But it didn't do much for the poor last February did it!?* Why was he smiling, he never understood that about himself, he would crack a smile in the weirdest of situations, like now - the last thing he needed was his lips baring his mouth for the filthy Danubian drink to enter.
*Why do I see Red!? And why are my eyeballs stinging that bad - guess the water is really polluted... and cold...* He tried to look down without much success, nevertheless he shot out an encouraging left fist with the thumb up, that he swiftly switched with a full bodied middle finger - he would never want to disappoint his little brother, nor his buddies, and the audience... He reached down, feeling and palpating both with his right boot and his left hand. *Got it! ... I think... it must have braced the lead weights under the rock that I am stepping on now.* He kneeled and got a hold of the rock.
*Always lift with your legs, never with your back! And NEVER wear your wedding band when handling heavy slabs and instruments, unless you want to lose a finger that is...* - Said his father's voice somewhere in his gradually freezing skull.
*That's weird!? It is water - since I'm in it so it definitely is above freezing, so why do we say "freezing-cold water" it is a whole other physical state of fluids after all... Pfuuu - who the #### cares, let's free this net and get back to fishing!*
And he did! He braced his fingers by the edge of the lead line and lifted the rock slab upwards using his legs (and maybe a little bit his back, but who cared after all - no one could see, or judge plus weren't things supposed to weigh up to seven times less under water!?)
*Nevermind! OK - Pull!* He thought while he yanked on the rope of the released cast-net and let go of the slab at the same time - the net slipped by his hand, leaving a nice gash in his finger that would bleed and hurt had it not been for the two degree Centigrade water he was standing in:
*Must have snagged a lure with it - wondering what kind... and how rusty the trebles will be... Anyways time to go out. Wait what the ####!? Why can I not move!? It isn't THAT cold!? Or is it!? Must be doing something wrong...*
He looked up. A vague ghost of panic surfaced in the backstage of his mind:
*How long have I been down here!? Am I still functional? Why am I looking up if my legs seem to be unresponsive from below me!? What was that thing about keeping calm under water! - Oh yes - bubbles, but wait wasn't that for sea diving and whirlpools only!? #### it!*
He exhaled a short burst of hot and bitter air - through his mouth at first but then a little more through his stinging nostrils.
*#### Yeah! There is the surface still inches above your nose where it used to be before you lost a mouthful of air to reassure your pansy ass of a well-established fact, you loser! plus it seems the rock has got your rubber boots, you idiot! Must have dropped it on your feet as you freed the cast-net! Golden! Now what you still got juice enough to get outta this ####e!?*
He didn't remember how it worked, but he managed to free his boots and make the few short steps to the left where he finally popped his head out for a gulp of air - an innocent bystander might have described him like a baby hippo emerging outta his momma's ass for a first breather - his nostrils flared like New Zealand mussels and his ears flapping like they could assist in respiration.
He was soaking wet, but his brother was already pulling his clothes off and giving him his shirt.
* Happy Nikulden!* Someone said and there was an outburst of nervous yet relieved laughter.
10-17-2011 @BulgarianAlien(Pardon the language, but it feels right when told that way...)This actually happened to me in my castnetting day on the good old Danube... So many memories and such a fond feeling...
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Yesterday on that Orange Popper again (tried a bullfrog colored one before that with very limited interest)
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Very nice, Jim! Thanks for sharing the session a great variety too! Friday my manager misplaced my carkeys from the desk at the spa so I was stuck without my modus operandi and could not fish :-) Yesterday the keys got found in the pencilbox so I am back in the game!
Be well! Happy Father's Day!
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Here are a couple more on my Orange Popper:
Wisconsin River Popper Carp June 14th, 2014
Fly Fishing June Carp (Poppers)
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Some on the fly.
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From tonight
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Below the dam seems to be OK
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It has been for as long as I remember in WI but then again at every dock there are Bird Feeder vending quarter machines so... ;-)
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Sorry to start off the WI reports thread with such a gloomy kick off but this is my latest report:
This was the picture all over my favorite Lake Delton, yesterday...
Fish were mostly Yellow Bass, Crappies and Pike with some that were of size I never expected in there:
Like that Sucker
Last few days pollens have been terrible so my theory is that the massive clouds of pollen that wash off in the water clog the fishes' gills and suffocate them...
The carp were the only ones that were happily swimming by, I guess they can handle the abuse more than other fish... Only caught one that was about two pounds on a yellow yarn egg in 1 FOW on sandy canal.
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Love the Gramps Emoticon :-)Wait until your kids are grown and you find yourself with eight grandkids.
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I am tearing! My lil girl will be 8 this year... They grow so fast!!!
Thank You For Sharing! So precious!
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They are scary and creepy and sometimes I am afraid to lose a digit, but :-)
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They are superior fighters, very explosive and especially fun if you are lucky to tie with in clear shallow water.
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Thank You, JD! I think I figured it out! Sorry to be such a numbnutts.
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Wow almost 1,000 pounds total and 100 fish for a single angler in an event that is crazy! Low Bow to all contestants you certainly are masters of Carping! @Pawel , that beast is really memorable, congratulations!
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Will it be frowned upon if I whip out my 4 section travel rod and tie on a little orange popper... At Henry Vilas Zoo - also have my eye on the Milwaukee Zoo pond ahhh dreamy... :-)
They sure didn't like it when I did it at The Polynesian Cultural Center in Oahu, Hawaii...
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What is your experience with these Prehistoric River Monsters!?
Watching carp swim by...
in Beginning Carping
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One proven tactic in these cases (does not have to be a treble hook- plain baitholder will be lighter and float longer - this video was shot on a day I was fishing channel cats) I use the cheapest gas station white bread and pinch around the ear of my hook just let that drift - no weight just a plain hook at the end of your leader. Same technique that we use to catch Snook and Redfish on live Shrimp by the docks at high tide in Gulf Of Mexico. Have fun!