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Same here most but not always.It depends on the ramp angle.If I`m not sure I will hook the safety chain on. Be careful doing the no hook thing in freezing weather.Don`t ask! I also use a duel speed winch.

Grasshoppers and crickets everywhere Coleus and other flowers gong to seed Mater plants are just about spent[really hate that one] Some leaves are turning and falling Schools in Locusts are buzzing Getting ready to put Sta-bil in some fuel using things Bike Week 2016 in OCMD. I did get down to see Kasmire,a top billed Zepplin tribute band=======awesome Nights have finally cooled a bit Sun getting lower[when I werked that used to kill me driving into the sun both ways] Fish appetites are on the increase===Yeah C22

Your camera smells like fish,as do your jeans where you wipe your hand. You don`t consider the word bigmouth to mean an undesirable

maggots=I usually encounter them on the highway,but never in my t box

I often wondered why some old timers would just bail of the sport and sell everything.I have not reached that tipping point yet,but I have a better insight of why it happens. So many things have changed here in the last 8 years or so,that I just don`t have the burn like I have had most of my life. Just to populated to suit me.Time to move again. C22

I once purchased a 12' boat from the Pa FGC at their sell off auction with no title[they lost it]I was told by them that I needed proof of purchase with hull number,size ,ect to register and have a title. So I went to the local notory and had my wife sell it to me for $200. It went right through the system and 20 yrs later I`m still using it. PS,I never did pay her,but she insisted on personal favors to work off the debt. C22

Last winter I launched my favorite LC into a tree branch about 12' off the water.I knew that breaking the line would do one of two things.The branch would catapult the lure somewhere, probably not into the boat. Or the LC would have a new home. So I tied the anchor rope to the net handle and began tossing it up to snag the trebles.First shot I was standing on the rope and the net shot back at me knocking my hat off into the water.Each throw I had to reposition the boat as it kept moving in the breeze. Six throws later the netting hooked the trebles and I pulled it down along with many twigs and a branch..I failed to notice two people on a walking trail that saw the whole episode.We all had a good laugh. After that I started carrying my extendable boat hook. C22

Nope

When your boats are worth 10 x your tow vehicle. When you have 10 coasters with names of places you fish,so you leave the right one on the table to indicate where you went. When people enter your garage ,see all the rods and gasp WHAT THE When the wife hides certain silverware so they don`t get modified into a jigging spoon. When the wife routinely asks almost every night at dinner "where ya goin fishin tomorrow." When you give your loved one ear rings made of spinner blades. fyi==all true why the lines?

I use a tiller engine on my 16-6 Lund. For the areas I fish,often with lots of current,the tiller provides so much better control,and so much more room. I don`t care to stand flush with the gunwahles as I would probably go swimming more often than not. Some commercials use 150 hp with tillers that employ hydraulic sterring FYI tillers cost about $ 800 more than standard steering ,for the engine alone.Console ,helm ,cables,ect may balance out $$ ,I don`t know

If you have standard bulb type lights,do yourself a favor and buy some LED submersible units for about $50.Well worth the the $$ As said already, grounds account for many problems

For me ,doubles ==yes For different species==no That's a first Iv`e even heard of. Awesome

As many have said,you have not lived til you experience a beaver tail slap,blue heron squawk,bat line hit or a snake trying to enter your boat at night.I`m a seasoned vet. Anyone ever surprise a groundhog up close.Its noisy. C22

The top team with the only fish entered was disqualified, thus for fitting $2.18+ million dollars. It had something to do with the allowable lines in the water starting time. The decision of where the money goes was sent to the courts. IMO the best way to maintain the integrity of the tourney. fyi over 1200 whites were caught /released with only one over the 70 pound minimum weight. Coupla years back, a winning team lost because one angler aboard had no license. Hey, rules are rules

Wow ,there is a glitch of some kind so the money will not be paid out just yet. A violation of sorts has occurred . Stay tuned.

The best times are never planned, they are spontaneous.

When I was about 12 yrs old,my parents refused to let me play organized football.I now see their point clearly. I give them a mental thanks every time I think of it. About age 20 to 30 I used to get back troubles from lifting on the job,then it dawned on me that they don`t pay extra for hero's.No trouble for 40 yrs now.

I don`t know my record ,but one time stands out. WT 41 deg,raining lightly,1/8 bare back black hair jig produced 21 for 22 lmb from one spot about the size of an average living room.All about 1 to 2 lbs Never got another one there since after 5 years.

NICE

I seldom visit FF joints anymore, but find the BK original chicken sandwich to be acceptable. I too will pass on the diahiretto

Why -solitude===or even better than that===I`m alone.

LMAO==I guess its better than "loafing around"

We call them oyster crackers=AKA toads,all mouth,mother-in -law,plus $%&*ers There actually is an Asian market for them. They are slimey as a fresh hocker and will latch on to a thumb ,finger

Great line==outta the mouths of babes,you never know whats coming

An Irish man went to confession in St. Patrick's Catholic Church. 'Father', he confessed, 'it has been one month since my last confession. I had sex with Nookie Green twice last month.' The priest told the sinner, 'You are forgiven. Go out and say three Hail Mary's.' Soon thereafter, another Irish man entered the confessional. 'Father, it has been two months since my last confession. I've had sex with Nookie Green twice a week for the past two months.' This time, the priest questioned, 'Who is this Nookie Green?' 'A new woman in the neighborhood,' the sinner replied. 'Very well,' sighed the priest. Go and say ten Hail Mary's. At mass the next morning, as the priest prepared to deliver the sermon, a voluptuous, drop-dead gorgeous redheaded woman entered the sanctuary. The eyes of every man in the church fell upon her as she slowly sashayed up the aisle and sat down right in front of the priest. Her dress was green and very short, and she wore matching, shiny emerald-green shoes. The priest and the altar boy gasped as the woman in the green dress and matching green shoes sat with her legs slightly apart, just enough to realize she wasn't wearing underwear. The priest turned to the altar boy and whispered, 'Is that Nookie Green?' The bug-eyed altar boy couldn't believe his ears but managed to calmly reply, 'No Father, I think it's just the reflection from her shoes...