Fishing question.
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I use an IM7 graphite fly rod, not sure of make. I have a Quantum Synergy reel, open. I use 6 pound Spider line monofilament. I ususally tie on a Mepps aglia or XD, or Bluefox Vibrax.
I have to fish during the day, try casting on a wooded bank at night. I will fish any body of water. Boat and bank, never any alcohol, doesn't mix well with water. I can't stand to be alone, plus your stories sound much better with an accomplice. I don't have kids. Biggest fish, length: Northern Pike 36'', weight: blue cat 16.55 lbs. Catch and release nontrout, Eat the trout. I only have one fish on my wall, a 2.5 lb Golden Trout. Fav lure: Mepps XD 1 brown/yellow/white.
My favorite places to fish are along mountian rivers and streams. The sound of rapids and water cascading over rocks is very relaxing. Or an alpine lake high in the back country in the southern Sierra Navada mountains is also a joy.
Fishing for trout mostly, using spinners or salmon eggs. I use to have a special place I'd fish for catfish when we use to live close to the Kern river. It was wide and deep and the catfish were plunty.
I have a 6/12 ft. Diawa rod and reel I use for lake fishing. I have a 5 ft. telescoping pole and an ultra light reel I use when I backpack or take a ride up the river on my motorcycle. I use 6lb. test line and a 4 lb. or sometimes a 2lb. test leader for most of the fishing I do. I don't carry a tackle box. I use a creel.
In fact I'm going on a backpack trip into the Golden Trout Wilderness for 4 days. We leave this Sunday morning.
Shimano Spirex spinning reel, rear drag
Berkely Vanish 6lb. test
Berkely Trilene XL 14lb test (for the pike)
I'm a walleye guy myself. Everything from bottom bouncers, to jigs, to crankbaits, to subtle Lindy live bait rigs. The don't fight like Northern Pike, but the challenge is in getting them to bite and all the various techniques that are required.
I've caught a few monster walleye in my day, mostly in the fall at the lake where my cottage is, lots over 10lbs, a couple over 12lbs. I'm headed there tomorrow for 10 days, I'll see what I can do to come up with a fish story (and maybe a pic) or two.
I'm going on a 4 day fly-in trip to northern Saskatchewan in two weeks, I'm practically vibrating I'm so stoked. It's been a while since I've been up there, and if you're into walleye and pike fishing, it's simply the best in world, bar none. I WILL have some stories when I get back from that one.
I've got some stories about pike fishing too, I love catching them on top water and shallow running crank baits. Watching them come right outta the water to swallow that bait will never NOT be an adrenaline rush.
Man, this is getting me all torqued up, I need to go fishing STAT.
Waxy

It poked it's head up, about 5 feet away, and saw me, at much the same time I saw him, and we both blinked, he from boredom, me from abject terror. Noticing my sickly grin, and trembling hands, the whale came closer, to see if I needed help, and blew a spray of whale breath over me... Terror still gripped me like a vice, my face contorted into a feeble smile, and my heart pounding like a hammer. The whale nudged the boat, blinked again, and blew another breath of whale CO2 in my direction. Without thinking, (terror was too strong) I reached out, and stroked the somewhat massive head, with the twinkling eyes, and HUGE teeth. without thinking, I moved to the edge of the boat, and scratched the top of his head, and he loved it! So much in fact that he started rubbing back and fore, shaking the already tossing boat.....
For 5 minutes, my automated body played with the whale, until my conscious mind figured out I was still alive. I stroked him, poked him, and talked to him for about an hour, by which time the boat was nearly full of water, I was soaked and had no more fear of this massive new friend.
When he decided his belly needed attention, and swam off after a couple of sea lions, I started the boat regretfully, and made my way back to the base, where I related my adventure to the officer of the watch.
Apparently the Orca in the loch was a repatriated performing whale who grew too big for the Norwegian circus that had him. Whenever he saw a boat on the loch doing nothing, he would go over for a scratch.
Theo
Gaviota state beach pier (north of Santa Barbara, CA). I usually see dolphins, sea lions, lots of pelicans and, sometimes I even catch a fish.
Hey, Ironbelly. I've caught a few of theose Big Bear Lake trout, too (night crawlers on a 3' leader with a bobber, right off shore).
Stanfield Cutoff is a good 'hot spot'. Although at present, the lake is too low for that spot.
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I usually fish bass & trout, but I have fun catching anything...
For reels, I just replaced my old Mitchell with their new reproduction of the old Mitchell 300.
This sucker is all metal case (and supposedly, the guts too, but I'll believe that when I see it), 5 bearing, instant anti-reverse, 6.1:1 retrieve rate, I love it. And, at $40, it was a lot cheaper than the $90 reel it replaced, and is a lot better quality so far.
Now, all I gotta do is find a rod I like with it, and I'll be happy. For now.
EDIT: In case anybody's interested..
http://www.fishmitchell.com/ProductD...fm?ProductId=1
and, the boat-
Last edited by DainBramage; Jun 27, 2003 at 05:21 PM.
I use cured salmon eggs, Blue Foxes, or Steelhead Spoons. There is a competition @ work to see who catches the first limit and the biggest. With our shift work it makes getting out a challenge. Sometimes a bunch of us on one shift are out there shooting the breeze, lying and fishing. Sometimes were fishing and sometimes were just catching fish.
Also the season is open for just a few weeks so we try to make it before to many are caught and the season is closed early.
My first Mack was caught up at Bowman Lake in Glacier Park. 37 inches, 29 pounds.
Now I'm into saltwater. Whether it's trout/redfish/flounder inshore, or offshore for AJ, kingfish, snapper, dolphin, ling, etc. It's good fishing on the Texas coast.
The boat's in the driveway. I'm heading out in six hours. We'll be at the Galveston jetties before dawn, and the wind will probably determine how far offshore we go tomorrow.
But one of the funniest memories I have is walking down the sand to the end of Whilloughby Spit Virginia and talking to some ol' boys that had been out on that rock jetty near the bridge tunnel all afternoon....
They said they seen somethin' down in there, but it wasn't bitin'...
So I said: "Oh yeah?"
And I pulled a seven foot cast net out of my backpack.
It took me five throws, but I walked away with two four pound, and one five or six pound croaker!
And boy I tell you what...
They threw some sour looks at me!
I have a three part fishing system:
I'll use a hook and line, unless nuthin' bites.
I'll use a net, if nuthin' else.
If I don't git ANYTHANG...
I'll grab my dang spear, and LOOK OUT! Because I'm goin' in after 'em....
Last edited by Greywolf; Jun 29, 2003 at 12:36 AM.






