Open Topic....tell us fish tales....I will add some soon....had a few drinks and can't type right now
Aug , 2009. It was foggy here along the bay of fundy coast that morning. There had been some rain lately bringing the water level up and temperature down in river"X". It was 5 am and I had planned to hike into the river and my favorite hole by dawn. It was a long hike about 2 miles through thick brush. My light died about half-way in forcing me to wait for light before going further. It was 710 when I finally was making the steep decent to the pool, and my GPS confirmed I was bang on with my compass bearing. I had hip waders on but should have worn a rain jacket- heavy dew had left me soaked.Open Topic....tell us fish tales....I will add some soon....had a few drinks and can't type right now
nice one...at least you got a picture to prove the tale!it was april 18th 2011 and ime brendan and my dad were going out on the hammond river to try and catch a sea run of a pickerel. It was my first time in my kayak that i got in Christmas and i was also using my brand new rod (cabelas pro guide with my shimano reel). we put in at the angling association and as we paddled up to the train bridge i got my rod ready as i drifted in the water. I put on a spinner that my dads friend told us was killer for brookies, I put 2 night crawlers and started trolling.
As we got to the train bridge i followed the channel and whent to the nearest cement wall and started circleing with anout 20' of line out. after about 20 minutes i got a nibble and reeled in to check if a had a worm. i still had the worm but wasn't sure if i had the botom or a fish so i tried my little secret, i looked as close as i can on the worm and notiseed about 3 little holes the size of a Big trouts teeth. So i started trolling again in a circle atoud the wall. after about 5 minutes i got the bite and it was big! as soon as i set the hook he was tahking line fast. as i then realised ... i didn't have a net! the only on of us with the net was my dad who was about 50 yards down streem. i started yeling as i caught my first glimpse of the fish and assuded it was a pickerel about 26 inches long. i tried to put my rod in the rod holder and paddle but was afraid i would snap the rod of loose all my line. so i started yelling to my dad to come as i started to fight the fish. about 10 minutes later he turned back and assumed i was fliprd over and drownding but then he saw it the 28 inch long fish jumping probably 5.5' high. as he got closer ihe hollered "ITS A SALMON!" and thats when i started shaking. as he got closer brendan stated paddleing over and after 10 mins of fighting we got it close enough to net... but the net was too small, meant for trout. my dad tried to net in but scence it wat too big he flopped it on my lap. we took some pictures and I got to see the beautiful fish swim away from my hands and go into the murky water.
on our way back i noticed thet my kayak had about 2 inches of water and as we got to the angling association we found that it has a hole in the bottom, lucky for me it wan't too big and i got to catch my first salmon (28 inches...check the gallery).
was that on the cains chad?well I got a fish tale from today.. while it's still fresh in my mind, think I'll share.. ...picture this.. windy and rainy as old h*ll, I had heard there was a possibility of snow... it was so windy the tips of the trees were almost touching the water... the chance of hooking into any grilse would be a miracle on it's own... but Zamboni-guy, managed to pull one out of his hat.. we tried a pool we've never fished before.. went down to the tail end and in ten minutes he had a fish on! Miracle?! probably not...He knows how to fish... but I very well couldnt' be out fished by ZG.. so I took up casting residence where he hooked his fish... probably a half hour later I hooked into a grilse on the Ol' LT Special... the fly had just hit the water and the grilse came up.. I knew I was trouble when I saw the whites of his eyes and big Ol' wink from the fish... I knew I was in for a good fight.. to add when I casted.. my casting line tangled around the butt end of the rod... so when I tried to set the hook my line was limp... regardless, I had the fish on... managed to address the tangled line and started picking up the slack... the fish jumped up out of the water and did a tripple backflip and for added difficulty and to score additional points on the jump.. he did a funky two step before belly flopping back into the pool... but I still had him on and the fight continued... he started to run a little bit then head back up river and come out of the water again.. at this point the fish was directly across from me... and while he was in the air.. the damn fish spit the Ol' LT Special right back at me!( imagine fish saying "Paaatooey!!") then I saw the smile on his ugly mug and another wink of the eye and off he went... now by the time all this happened ZG had just got the camera out and had it ready to go... but.. for this fight it wasn't needed... Now the events of this story are fairly fresh in my mind.. there was no doubt that we had hooked into 2 fish...and no doubt in my minds clarity that some of these described events happened.. however, there is no denying that I have fishing-itis( uncontrollable urges to lie) for some of the described events...but only to make the story a bit more interesting... I could have just said that ZG hooked and landed a fish and I hooked and lost a fish.. now what kind of story would that be???? honestly?? not much of a story, right?!?!?! lol LOL lol ha ha
Ha Ha Chad the only lie in that story was the snow forcast ! All the rest is pretty much what happened, and you failed to mentioned that it's the only LT special you have I think it's time for a new oneyup, Manzer map 5.. buddy of mine told me about the spot. I've done very well on the Cains this year with the LT Special