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Thursday, April 29, 2010

Now THAT'S a crappie!

Perry & I had some free time so headed to one of our favorite fishing spots. I was planning on catching some bluegill while he caught the bass.

In my aging years, it seems like I always forget to bring some important item, so before we leave, Perry is going down the "check-list". Sunglasses? Cellphone? Lunch? WORMS? etc... and I said, "yes, yes, yes, YES"

After getting to our destination, I realize that my worms were left in the garage. How can this be? I THOUGHT I had that sack too but obviously, I didn't. Perry just shakes his head when he finds out, realizing that he is married to some hopeless case.

Nevertheless, I can do this! I will use a little white jig. That will work! I mean, really, isn't that why they make "fake" bait?

Soon, Perry has caught his bass. Nice one. (no pics of any of his... sorry) As he went to grab the stringer he realized that he had forgot it. What!!?? Are we BOTH helpless cases?? Boy scout skills start kicking in and he uses the string that the boat whistle is on to improvise.

I had caught a few perch and a blue gill, but nothing to brag about or bring home until BAM!! What is on my line?? I knew I had a nice one, thinking it was a bass but after reeling that baby in, I had the BIGGEST, NICEST, crappie that I had EVER caught!! Time to grab a camera!! She measured out at 15 1/4 inches and boy was she a KEEPER!

The moral to my story ... things don't always work out like YOU want them to. Sometimes they work out better!! I seriously doubt I could have ever caught that gal on a worm!

Friday, April 16, 2010

Five year old kicks grandparents butt in Bluegill tournament

Ellie had her first fishing experience in a boat yesterday. Boy oh' boy did we all have fun! She'd already had plenty of experience at Grandpa Miller's pond, so her casting ability was right up there with the pros. She had no problem reaching in for a handful of worms to find the chosen Mr Wormy. Her tip, fish like WHOLE worms, so don't try putting a half worm on your hook. (you've got to listen to her since she's the one reeling them in one after another)

By the amount of fish she caught, you would think we were "letting" her be the big catcher, but that wasn't how it went at all. She just kicked our butts, fair and square. Apparently we weren't casting quite as fast as she thought we should and she had to remind us once why we were there. "Mimi? Are you just going to SIT there or are you going to fish?" I told her I was also mushroom hunting. (lame I know) Gogo had an artificial lure on and after observing his tactics, she said, "I'm tired of catching fish, put a "fake" one on my line too." Soon, I caught a fish which prompted, "Get me a real worm on! I've got to catch some fish."

After coming home, Perry couldn't quit talking about how much fun it was, and THAT it was!