It was like a scene from a Hitchcock movie, walk outside into the overcast light of a Texan spring morning and what happens, a bird screeches defiance.
No matter, just a bird, then it swoops down on your head like a feathered Stuka in the skies of Crete. I somehow made it to the rig and back again, dive bombed by the avian terrorist.
And good thing too, because I had to load up for a trip to the dam and fish, winged predators notwithstanding.
Now, some of you fish for relaxation and quiet reflection on the water. I do too but more so for action, which means catching, otherwise I grow bored. That in mind, I tend to put out a static line, perhaps on a bobber, and keep myself occupied with a casting rod, armed, usually, with worms.
The combo can produce great results.There's that Gar bait doing its thing on the one line and there you are, casting for opportunity. Than BAM, rod #1 goes double and so does rod #2. Makes you leap about. Big fun and there was a bit of that at the dam spillway, fast action.
Several drum, bass, junior striper and perch later, I was back at the Compound, and so was the bird. It screeched, enraged, as I got back home, mission accomplished. Moral? Fishing's better than staring in boneheaded, slack-jawed, blank-faced consternation at your screen.
Tight lines,
LSP
Yes, action fishing is what I like. Sitting in a beach chair, occasionally glancing at a bobber, drinking a beer, napping; not my kind of fishing. I like to be in motion; casting, slowly reeling in a lure, re-casting, reeling in, repeat.
ReplyDeleteAnd trolling; that requires a boat. I like it, lots of action there. As long as I don't have to own the boat. Somebody else provides the boat, I'm in.
I need to get back into lures, Fredd, and especially enjoy topwater. Big excitement when a ferocious bass storms into your torpedo and dives down to the depths. The fight's on. Then there's trolling, and that's neat too.
ReplyDeleteFor me, that has to be from someone else's boat because I don't own one. But maybe I should get a canoe? LL has one and it looks pretty enticing, have to say.
A canoe is just another 'gateway boat.' Once you go down that path, you're a goner....
ReplyDeleteYep, I like to catch fish, not sit like a turtle on a log. Grew up fishing on the Sulphur River over by Negreet, LA. We'd catch 20 fish in an hour out of a 14' Jon boat.
ReplyDeleteHope you fried something up, Parson.
ReplyDeleteI like to catch. The fish seem to not so much like it.
Nice weather!
DLC needs a littoral anti-fish corps, focused around a bass boat.
ReplyDeleteFredd, are you saying that a canoe becomes a Jon Boat, becomes a Bass boat, becomes a...?!? But maybe I can handle it. Just think, canoeing down the mighty Brazos, parking up on sand banks, hitting all the downstream bass, maybe some cats and who knows what else. Sounds good, right?
ReplyDeleteSounds like a lot of fun, NFO. I don't have a boat, sadly, but the bank action on the Brazos/Whitney dam can get pretty brisk. Same with Aquila dam. Sometimes you lose count and that's fine by me!
ReplyDeleteThey all went back this time, Linda, but that'll change. I especially like beer battered bluegill, what a treat!
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
LL, I like your strategy. Equip and retrain to fight the NEXT WAR. You have solid naval experience in irregular ops, which makes you a clear fit to lead the LAFC. From a powerful bass boat, obviously.
ReplyDeleteWatch out, piscine adversary.
Just when I'm reasonably content with my recreation choices, you write about fishing, and I'm no long content.
ReplyDeleteListen to you, Padre! Canoeing down the Brazos and all. You can quit anytime you want, you say. That's not you, that's your tackle box talking!
ReplyDeletePut that trailer hitch ball down, and just walk away. An intervention may indeed be required to keep your feet on dry land.
Maybe the crow is one of Satan's minions expressing his displeasure at your last post.
ReplyDeleteYou could always dust his tail feathers with some birdshot.
WSF, I apologize!
ReplyDeleteI'm under a lot of pressure, Fredd. Everyone's saying I need a boat.
ReplyDeleteThat's a very disturbing thought, DOS. The minion part, not the birdshot... what a fierce little thing. Saw it run a squirrel down a power line outside the house the other day. Ferocious.
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