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"this isn't Carolina, and you can't.........."
Never looking an argument, I said OK...
If no one else does, I find this interesting, Forgive me in advance, sometimes typing is the most exercise I'll get all day:facepalm:. Not really, but is some a mental exercise, plus I can practice expository/suppository writing lol in comments. I was reminded today when asked about my avatar.
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It's been awhile - May 08. And it will take me awhile to articulate this story. Not stupid, just old school and takes a minute or two - be patient, might not finish tonight, other priorities!
Anyway, was at Fort Calhoun Nuclear PP for a refueling outage; 7/12's for three months 6pm til 6am. As some of you might know, that's a lot of safety meetings and discussions about the work you're getting ready to do. A lot of playing cards, talking about everything under the sun, waiting, more waiting, and then you "might" do something. It has to be that way for safety reasons.
A Journeyman Pipefighter lol - me more of a Pipe Welder, but not there. Since I'm traveling, I carry a few pictures of Bass I've caught, just for show and conversation. I'm not a braggart, but have caught some decent fish. Besides, the measure of a Man, Woman, or Child cannot be determined by the size or quantity of fish. There's no ego here, but I do like showing them off.
"you can't catch big Bass like that here". It was kind of obvious to me that I'd never been there before and knew nothing about fishing in Nebraska; so I said OK and nodded my head. A couple nights later I happened to be outside on break lol hitting on a Churchill sized Connecticut Medium I'd brought from Kentucky; when this woman approaches and starts talking about my cigar - her husband is one of those aficionados.
GREAT people up there in Nebraska; we had a pleasant chat. She also told me about Summit Reservoir, where she and her husband often mopped up with catfish, shoreline fishing. Important stuff cos my boat's in storage back in Raleigh yee-haw, North Carolina!! If memory serves me correctly, and it often doesn't!! :lol: took a drive the next day to check things out. Was 30 or so minutes from the campground in Blair, NE and that's when I caught this bird crossing the road on my way back.
Must have been a Monday cos I bought an outta state license on Tuesday and went fishing Wednesday lol me so mathematically challenged!! First time to wet a line in way too long, but was rewarded. Stopped counting at fifty Bass because it was no longer important. Not kidding, the lake had died a few years back and they drained, bulldozed etc... and restocked. !4" minimum keepers, might have caught two legal size. Kept nothing.
Working nights, I can only sleep until noon or 1pm, especially if I know I'm going fishing. But I casually mentioned my catch at work and heard, "told ya". I don't fish to prove anything, don't/won't tournament fish because that's just not me. There's a major cold front coming through sometime Thursday night; the plan is to skip most of what I already fished and go on down to a big rock jetty I'd seen.
Had already caught maybe 15 by the time I reached the jetty, and there were two young boys fishing the spot. They were tearing up some Bream and Crappie on nightcrawlers; and I asked if they minded. Next thing I knew, I was fixing their stuff and getting hooks out! LOL I didn't mind and still made some casts, but after catching just one Bass, they wouldn't leave my side. "Hey Mr, Hey Mr!!!!" lmbo thinking leave me alone leave me alone!
Finally told them, I'm gonna get out on those rocks, ya'll need stay back, please". Took three or four casts, but could feel myself relax. Way out on the jetty, I threw my crankbait back towards the shore. A fair breeze blowing made me unsure at first as to what I was feeling in my line, but it happened twice more - same cast - and I knew. I knew a decent fish had pulled up behind my suspended slow moving bait and was trying to inhale it. Big Bass often proceed with caution, but in this case, not cautious enough!!
By the time I could get back with my camera, the boy's Mom and Grandmother were there. Grandma was drunk and sporting a tall Budweiser lol; gave 'em the fish and they invited me for dinner. Good people, but I had to get on back and work all night. I may be in T-shirt, but it wasn't that mild and I'm tuff anyway.
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to be continued...... there's a bit more to this story[/URL]
Never looking an argument, I said OK...
If no one else does, I find this interesting, Forgive me in advance, sometimes typing is the most exercise I'll get all day:facepalm:. Not really, but is some a mental exercise, plus I can practice expository/suppository writing lol in comments. I was reminded today when asked about my avatar.
http://
It's been awhile - May 08. And it will take me awhile to articulate this story. Not stupid, just old school and takes a minute or two - be patient, might not finish tonight, other priorities!
Anyway, was at Fort Calhoun Nuclear PP for a refueling outage; 7/12's for three months 6pm til 6am. As some of you might know, that's a lot of safety meetings and discussions about the work you're getting ready to do. A lot of playing cards, talking about everything under the sun, waiting, more waiting, and then you "might" do something. It has to be that way for safety reasons.
A Journeyman Pipefighter lol - me more of a Pipe Welder, but not there. Since I'm traveling, I carry a few pictures of Bass I've caught, just for show and conversation. I'm not a braggart, but have caught some decent fish. Besides, the measure of a Man, Woman, or Child cannot be determined by the size or quantity of fish. There's no ego here, but I do like showing them off.
"you can't catch big Bass like that here". It was kind of obvious to me that I'd never been there before and knew nothing about fishing in Nebraska; so I said OK and nodded my head. A couple nights later I happened to be outside on break lol hitting on a Churchill sized Connecticut Medium I'd brought from Kentucky; when this woman approaches and starts talking about my cigar - her husband is one of those aficionados.
GREAT people up there in Nebraska; we had a pleasant chat. She also told me about Summit Reservoir, where she and her husband often mopped up with catfish, shoreline fishing. Important stuff cos my boat's in storage back in Raleigh yee-haw, North Carolina!! If memory serves me correctly, and it often doesn't!! :lol: took a drive the next day to check things out. Was 30 or so minutes from the campground in Blair, NE and that's when I caught this bird crossing the road on my way back.
Must have been a Monday cos I bought an outta state license on Tuesday and went fishing Wednesday lol me so mathematically challenged!! First time to wet a line in way too long, but was rewarded. Stopped counting at fifty Bass because it was no longer important. Not kidding, the lake had died a few years back and they drained, bulldozed etc... and restocked. !4" minimum keepers, might have caught two legal size. Kept nothing.
Working nights, I can only sleep until noon or 1pm, especially if I know I'm going fishing. But I casually mentioned my catch at work and heard, "told ya". I don't fish to prove anything, don't/won't tournament fish because that's just not me. There's a major cold front coming through sometime Thursday night; the plan is to skip most of what I already fished and go on down to a big rock jetty I'd seen.
Had already caught maybe 15 by the time I reached the jetty, and there were two young boys fishing the spot. They were tearing up some Bream and Crappie on nightcrawlers; and I asked if they minded. Next thing I knew, I was fixing their stuff and getting hooks out! LOL I didn't mind and still made some casts, but after catching just one Bass, they wouldn't leave my side. "Hey Mr, Hey Mr!!!!" lmbo thinking leave me alone leave me alone!
Finally told them, I'm gonna get out on those rocks, ya'll need stay back, please". Took three or four casts, but could feel myself relax. Way out on the jetty, I threw my crankbait back towards the shore. A fair breeze blowing made me unsure at first as to what I was feeling in my line, but it happened twice more - same cast - and I knew. I knew a decent fish had pulled up behind my suspended slow moving bait and was trying to inhale it. Big Bass often proceed with caution, but in this case, not cautious enough!!
By the time I could get back with my camera, the boy's Mom and Grandmother were there. Grandma was drunk and sporting a tall Budweiser lol; gave 'em the fish and they invited me for dinner. Good people, but I had to get on back and work all night. I may be in T-shirt, but it wasn't that mild and I'm tuff anyway.
http://[URL=http://s173.photobucket.com/user/jrttoday/media/1424373_212074575638432_1070334937_n_zpsuw0vznx7.jpg.html]
to be continued...... there's a bit more to this story[/URL]
