Embarrassing Moments
Embarrassing Moments
I have had many in my life, and several right at the fishing hole whether it be river, creek or stillwater.
Now with ice fishing there has got to be some great moments, so how about it, your embarrassing moment or moments? Next question, did you try to cover it up by acting like you did it on purpose...?
Spud bar slipped out of my hands on the downstroke while I was chopping a hole; who'da thought cast iron wouldn't float?
Regards,
Scott
I was fishing Rocky Ford Creek in Central Washington for the first time with Cary Morlan (AKA-Linemender). Rocky Ford is a no wading Spring Creek and I was on a slope next to the water when I slipped and landed head-long in the water. I asked Cary if he thought I would get a ticket for wading if the game warden came by. He said, "No way. Your feet were over your head when your butt hit the water. That's not wading." My fly rod survived but my ego was bruised.
Upon arriving at the Idaho fish-in last fall, I parked in my campsite, stepped out of my car, waved to the guys across the drive, and stepped into a fire pit that wasn't there last time. Full face plant in the dirt, skinned knees and elbows that week. I am SURE none of them laughed. Right?
Not Ice fishing but I once foolishly took my mate (who swears like a trooper) and the local Greek Orthodox Priest fishing at a lake. My mate was on a point, The Father was about 50 yards to his left and I was about 50 yards to the Fathers left. My mate hooked his first ever bigish trout and as it erupted out of the water he proceeded to shout S*** it's a ******* Monster! The swearing at full volume continued right up untill he finaly landed the fish, probably about 5 minutes but it felt like a lifetime! I was agast but luckily for me Father Leo had a great sense of humor!
All the best.
Mike
Quite a few years ago my dad and I caught a lot of nice perch on Muskegon Lake one week so we called my cousin to drive fifty miles to join on on the next weekend. The Saturday he came up the winds were blowing very strong but we would be inside a portable shanty once we got set up so we decided to go anyway. We hauled our gear out to the middle of the lake and popped up the shelter. I stepped inside to lock the center brace into place when the wind picked up some more. In fact it picked up the whole shanty with me inside. I was carried several hundred yards down the lake before it hit something and flipped on it's side and continued down the lake with me lying on the vinyl wall until another fisherman was able to intercept us. Thereafter we drilled an anchor hole and dropped the anchoring spike in before we set up the tent.
I can think of few acts more selfish than refusing a vaccination.
Originally Posted by rainbowchaser
I have such a visual of this...ha, ha, ha
It wasn’t fishing with a rod, but a spear. A buddy of mine and I had spent a good amount of money on spear fishing equipment and bragged about bring back a fish dinner to his mom’s co-workers. After nearly 6 hours we came up empty handed. Not wanting to admit defeat we left the Monterey/Carmel area and headed to the Santa Cruz pier where there are several good fish markets. We asked for fish that had not been cleaned or beheaded. Since it was late in the day the guys at the fish market ran out of ice so we headed over to the 7/11 to get a couple of bags. While my buddy went inside to get the ice it dawns on me that there are no spear marks on the fish. So I walk around to the back of the van and swung upon the two doors. I then began to spear the fish. Did I mention that this is a very busy 7/11? Anyway my actions captured the attention of passerby’s for which I was not aware. As I proceeded to spear the last fish my buddy yells out “what the *ell are you doing?” A burst of laughter soon followed and I turned around to see a sea of people. I turned beet red and dove into the back of the van slamming the doors shut and yelling at my buddy to get out of there.
Trout don't speak Latin.
Bad fish! BAD BAD FISH!!!!...LOL With music from Psycho in the back ground.
Cary Moran (Linemender) and I were fishing H Lake for Gills at the CWFI near Ephrata when we pulled up stakes to drive about a mile to Stan Coffin Lake. As I began to break down my rod Cary said Hold on you don't have to shorten your rod just do this. He then placed his prized 3 weight Bamboo rod to the windshield using the windshield wiper as a ready made clamp. He said it would be perfectly safe as he and a Buddy had often done that while driving between fishing spots. Well He was one of the organizers of the fish in and who was I to question his wisdom. So I dutifully stuck my rod and reel under the wiper and off we went. We got about 100 feet down the road when a light rain started. Cary without even giving it a second thought turned on his wipers. There we were with 9 foot rods screeching like banshees waving back and forth across the windshield . Before Cary could react his prized Boo rod flew off the car onto the road. Mine stayed put thank God! We stopped and He ran back to the spot, fearing the worse. Luck was with us that day as the rod suffered no damage at all. Not so our egos. We laughed so hard Cary had to stop and wipe his eyes before he could see to drive.
And yes as is only fair we did own up to it at the campfire that night.
Last edited by Gnu Bee Flyer; 01-12-2012 at 12:53 PM.
For God's sake, Don't Quote me! I'm Probably making this crap up!
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