It was my favorite of all the lures in my tackle box. It had a blue back and an orange belly separated into two parts to give the illusion of a broken back. The effectiveness of this lure was spot on. It dove about 7-8 feet and could catch the attention of even the most elusive bass. I often found myself using it when the day started to turn into dusk and the fishing got really good. One evening I was fishing with the lure when I felt the line snap in half. I was disappointed to lose the lure, but my anger shortly turned into gratefulness as I remembered the fish I had caught with it About a month later I was fishing on a Jon Boat and found the lure, the colors faded, the barbs on the hooks had lost some strength due to rust. If another fisherman …show more content…
I believe that fishing is the same way, as my friend Brent and I commonly say “A bad day of fishing beats a good day of anything else” Fishing has always been a major part of my life growing up. I have always found myself anticipating the big first catch of the spring. I will never forget the day that I first learned how to use an open-faced spinning reel. I was five years old and my dad told me that after I woke up from my nap he would show me how to use the exciting new tool for roping in fish. I went to my room and sat there, unable to fall asleep. I still remember my window being half way open and hearing the wind chimes as the summer breeze rolled through the porch. I must have sat there for about fifteen minutes, but in my young mind I convinced myself that I had been there for hours. I walked outside with the anticipation of reeling in a large mouth bass on the edge of the pond. I walked up behind my dad and told the most common white lie in a young child’s life “I’m done with my nap”. A smile ran across his face as he found humor in my innocent fib. He then taught me how to use an open face reel as promised. The open face spinning reel is now one of my favorite
One of the most commonly used fishing lures is the classic "wounded minnow" lure. Its design allows it to resemble a minnow, or other small fish, that has been recently wounded and can barely swim. The effectiveness of this lure is evident in its length of past use and the continued production of the lure today.
Just as in any other sport, understanding gives rise to advantage and success. As serious fishermen, we had dedicated much thought to understanding the fish, hypothesizing their behavior. One understanding we had already gained through previous experiences was that fish readily eat the prey that is normally available. This, we concluded, was a sort of defense against fishermen and their foreign lures and was acquired through the fishes’ own previous experience of eating a lure. In applying this understanding to our fishing, we performed a routine food chain analysis to find out what our lures needed to imitate. The results were that the part of the food chain just beneath our quarry consisted mostly of small fish such as anchovies and young yellowtail, smaller than those shad and bluegill normally eaten in freshwater ponds. To compensate for this difference we would have to use lures smaller than those we were used to using. Luckily we had some.
Since this first encounter I have caught lots of these magnificent fish and as the years go by they seem to keep getting bigger and bigger. I have developed several baits and presentations that help me to catch these fish and I would like to share them with you.
There is something about catching fish that just gives me such an adrenaline rush and it becomes an addictive experience that I just want to try again and again. Reeling in the line and watching the fish come closer and closer makes me so excited. The good thing about fishing is that most of what you catch you can eat.
Gone Fishing. It was an exciting day for me, and I didn’t even know what was going to happen. My grandpa came to my house and then he told my brother Luke and I that he was going to take us on a fishing trip to Canada with his friend. We were so excited when he told us I told Grandpa, “This will be the best summer vacation ever!” After he told us we went and got gear like fishing poles, rain suits and food.
I got together with Sierra and Adrianna to cook our lobsters. It was a sane process because as we began cooking, we had the chance to know each other better and become friends. First, I boiled my lobsters the night that I received them.The smell of the lobster was so bad, I could have sworn I smelled it for two whole weeks. Then, the coming Monday I began the process of making lobster tail picatta. As I started shucking, I soon discovered that it was a very hard task to accomplish. I had to use a hammer I had around the house to be able to open the tail of the lobster. After I finally was able to receive the meat from the lobster tail, I set it aside. The second part was creating the salad. Afterwards, I washed the lettuce in the sink, then
Fishing is a very mental sport. Many anglers have been fishing their whole lives and will never know everything about the sport, it is constantly evolving. This blog is designed strengthen an aspiring bass anglers knowledge of what bait to use based on the clarity of the water. The author breaks down the post using headings, separating different sections based of the visibility of the water. He inserts pictures of him holding fish to strengthen his credibility and keep readers interested.
"The sun was going down, and I couldn't see in the water. Montalto is a serious, soft-spoken young man with a sturdy build, who was a hockey player in high school. "I was throwing a bluegill colored swim bait, jerking it to make it look as if it were dying on the bed. "Another cast, jerked it once, and the fish took off.” Montalto was prepared--sort of. He had a Johnny Morris Titanium 8 casting rod, and a Bass Pro Qualifier reel loaded with Power Pro 50-pound braid. "I set the hook, and the fish felt small. Then I realized I just felt air because the drag was loose. It hit close, so it didn't take long to get it in. "I got on my stomach to scoop it out, because there was a drop-off at the bank with weeds and grass. I had to bear-hug it out of the water. "I put it on the scale, and it read 16.75. I put it on again, and it still read 16.75. I was like, okay, here's a big fish.” The article continues on to describe the way he makes money after catching the fish and how people are always trying to beat his “behemoth of a bass”. He was just shy of the state record but says he will continue fishing probably his whole life… “The violence I feel through the rod promises the fish of a lifetime.” This quote describes how a man was fishing and had hooked a big fish. He knew it was a big
Many people see hunting and fishing as the slaughtering of innocent animals for no reason other than sport and fun. However, the truth is, hunting and fishing are beneficial to people, environments, and the economy. Hunting and fishing are beneficial to the economy because they cause a major economic impact. Hunting and fishing are beneficial to environments and people because they reduce damages done by wildlife overcrowding. Hunting and fishing are also beneficial to people because they provide a healthy, affordable source of food.
But with these highlights come challenges. Trying to pick up on the pattern of the lake. Knowing where to start fishing. The challenges are challenging while fishing. Upgrading and always doing upkeep on your boat.
This is why many fishermen prefer to use artificial lures as it readily available and creates a challenging positive experience. https://www.reelpursuits.com/live-bait-fishing-vs-artificial-lures/ December 3,
Fishing tests your patience; if you want to catch a fish, you’re going to have to wait. I dip my feet into the icy water of the river and wait, wait, wait. I feel relaxed, surrounded by nature, but the air around me is also buzzing with the excitement. Goats graze on the grass that grows atop the rocky cliff across from me, and a gentle breeze whispers through the ivy that drapes over it. My hands are gripped tightly around my rod, ready to reel up my first catch, ready for the weight of a monster fish, ready for anything. Out of nowhere, I feel the slightest tug on my line and see a flash of rainbow scales beneath the water. I see my fishing rod bending with weight, which could mean only one thing: FISH ON! I begin to reel it in, inch by inch. The trout flies out of the water, glistening as the setting sun reflects off of its scales. The sky is ablaze, full of different shades of magenta, orange, and scarlet. It was as if an artist had painted the sky with the skillful strokes of their paintbrush. I hear my parents gasp with awe behind me. The first
Fishing and my childhood are one and the same. I spent as much of my free time as possible either in or at the water. It is more than just a hobby to me. It has crafted who I am and how I see things in the world. When I am on the water I forgot about any and all problems.
As I’m passing through the trees, I see my friends have already caught a five-pound bass. Making my way through the grass, I locate my usual spot and begin preparing my bait. I cast off to the left, aiming to avoid tangling with my friend’s lines to my right. As I’m reeling in the bait, I noticed a ripple near my bait and tugged on my pole slightly to try and attract the fish. My pole bent over almost immediately as I set the hook and prepare to reel in my first fish of the day.
The summer after I had finished 3rd grade my dad had decided to take our whole family on a fishing trip to Canada. “Ugh great,” I thought. A twelve-hour car ride to a cold fishing lodge for a week just as summer break begins, how boring! Well we packed up our car and started our journey anyway.