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A Yamamoto Senko 5" in Watermelon Red and Green Flake was removed intact and safely from within an adolescent human male bladder by means of direct visual cystoscopic retrieval using flexible alligator forceps, under general anesthesia. The patient recovered fully within a couple of hours and was discharged home. To my knowledge, this situation has never been reported in the medical literature. The exact mechanism of retrograde propulsion of the lure along the urethra so that it ended up completely within the urinary bladder is a mystery, but may be related to the lure's described "seductive side to side tail action," which was enhanced by vigorous masturbatory stroking. Documentary photos shall remain confidential.

They work so well for me in the summer and early fall in ponds in S Fl, when the bass are smaller and finicky.

I can't believe this site changed an established, proper, and sober medical term to "thingy"!

OKAY. I AM MAD. DO YOU KNOW WHAT MAKES ME A BIT MADDER THAN ANYTHING DISCUSSED SO FAR ON THIS THREAD? MADDER THAN THOSE BOYS CATCHING MINNOWS IN THE SEWER. NO GUESSES? WELL, THEN, I WILL TELL YOU. A 14 YEAR OLD BOY, PERHAPS A FISHERMAN BUT I PROBABLY NOT A GOOD ONE, IS RIGHT NOW IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM BECAUSE HE PUT A FISHING WORM UP HIS thingy -- ALL THE WAY. IT HAS CURLED UP IN HIS BLADDER LIKE A SLEEPING SNAKE. AND HE CANT PEE IT OUT. OKAY, STUFF HAPPENS. I GET THAT. BUT HERE'S THE PART THAT MAKES ME MAD: IT IS MY RESPONSIBILITY TO GET IT OUT! I WILL BE BRINGING HIM TO THE OPERATING ROOM IN A FEW HOURS. I HOPE TO SHOW YOU SOME NICE HIPPA- COMPLIANT PHOTOS IN THE NEXT DAY OR TWO. AND NO, THIS DOES NOT MEAN, IF SUCCESSFUL, THAT I OUGHT RUN FOR US PRESIDENT.

Poor villagers in Cambodia, subsistence fishing with a small net. They are rounding up little fish that collect under floating mats. The river is odorous and visibly filthy, strewn all around with garbage. Yes, I'd say we here are very lucky.

Thanks, we are indeed lucky. Bass fishing as a personal act is selfish and destructive. But angling provides an incentive to preserve the natural aqueous and surrounding environment. So collectively we are beneficial.

I love bass fishing and have practiced catch and release for a long time. But to many people in the world the purpose of fishing is for food, so to them catching fish to toss them back is pointless, and the morality of it can be questionable. I was in Cambodia a few months ago and the topic of fishing came up with our guide. I tell you, the fellow was incredulous that I spend hours catching fish just for "fun," spend money doing it, injure some of the fish in the process, and then don't even eat them. He had never heard of such folly as that. "If it's a sport," he said, "play football. It doesn't hurt God's creatures." So, maybe it's better to eat a few? Of course, most anything is better than keeping them and not eating them. But maybe it's appropriate to feel just a tiny bit guilty about catch and release, too.

Weightless Zoom Super flukes retrieved slowly with tiny jerks, from a half hour before to 15 minutes after sunset. Watermelon Red Flake or Junebug. Guaranteed you'll catch something eventually. Wash mosquito spray off your hands before touching your gear.

It keeps the mosquitoes away, and they can carry some nasty viruses. You should definitely use Off or whatever, man! Just wash your hands well in soapy water after applying -- before you touch your gear.

Definitely ear plugs. They compress really well to fit small places like hollow lizards, then they expand, stay put, and are very buoyant. And you can get them at most drug stores. And later they are handy if your spouse snores.

Zoom Flukes. Probably in a month my answer will be different.

Aha! A Micheganer Kayaker! Humble thanks for the clarification! In gratitude, here's my tip for you, my friend: addend upon your nimble craft a splash of blood red paint to the underbelly at the forward keel. Then boldly apply a flame of chartreuse along the tail of your swift machine. And glue red and plum glitter upon the paddles: that I guarantee will attract directly to your minuscule ship ravenous toads, I say, TOADS! Biting toads for the catching!

Yes the pain, the PAIN! Give me colours -- MORE COLOURS!

Thanks so much, Mlbassyaker (How do you pronounce that?) for the tip. I have around here somewhere a cache of twist lock hooks that I can try on flukes. The color problem is most likely a brain dysfunction that I (and bass anglers in general) have that has been merely exacerbated by marketing experts and exploited by their clients. I accept full responsibility for my own meshugaas. Nevertheless, as far as my wife knows, bass change their color preferences explicitly and definitively: she thinks I am feeding the bass rather than my madness. I will not dissuade her. The lure addict, like other addicts, must fulfill his or her agenda with conviction, false or otherwise.

After the slowdown of the post-postspawn days and the doldrums of summer, the pre-prespawn period saw an upswing of substandard but numerous bass with a particular taste for the Bluegill Flash color Zoom Salty Super Fluke, whose nose deteriorates such that it slides down the hook after every two dink bites. This prompted me to purchase $108 dollars worth of them, only to discover that as pre-prespawn has transitioned into prespawn, the bass (getting larger) are preferring Watermelon Red Flake and June Bug two-to-one over Bluegill Flash. Alas, I am out of WRF and JB. When the next TW shipment arrives my wife will be throwing the box at my head, I am sure of that.

I think you are right. The little bluegill landed about three feet from the water's edge and his jump seemed to happen a fraction of a second after my bait exited the water surface.

Today in the evening I was catching nice numbers of 1 to 3 pound LMB from the bank of a residential lake in Palm Beach Gardens, Fl. Mostly I was tossing weightless Zoom Super Flukes in Watermelon Red Flake on #12 fluoro. Reeling back my bait after an unsuccessful cast, a funny thing happened (I was standing a good 20 feet from the grassy shoreline so as not to spook fish there): as I popped my little green fluke out of the water, a diminutive bluegill jumped out onto the grassy bank right behind the fluke. Why? Why? Why? Here are some theories I'm considering: 1) The bait startled the bluegill and he accidentally jumped out of the lake to get away 2) A larger fish behind the bait startled him and he accidentally jumped out of the lake to get away 3) He thought my bait was a brother bluegill that was startled and thought if his bro is swimming away he better go too 4) He thought my bait was a brother bluegill and the schooling impulse made him follow him to hell 5) He was trying to eat my bait even though it was bigger than he was 6) My bait contacted the little bluegill and physically launched him onto the grass 7) He was severely depressed and was trying to commit bluegill suicide And, hey, doesn't that fluke look a lot like the bluegill on this dorsal view?

I get bit pretty regular by about 28 mosquitoes when I'm lippin' bass. But I guess that doesn't count. When I was a kid I used to fish with live lizards (anoles) that I caught behind my house. They'd be 4 or 5 inches long. I'd scotch tape a little hook to its poor little white belly, and let the lizard wiggle around near the surface of some small canal, and WHAM! a fish every time, usually in the first millisecond that I'd pitch it out. Wonder if that's legal? I suppose it is. Well, now I'm too slow to catch them lizards anyhow.

Keep in mind that if you post photos on THIS SITE including in your profile gallery, if you've taken the photo with an iPhone or most any camera with GPS, unless you've deliberately gotten rid of the geolocater from the photo's metadata, people on this site are able to get the precise coordinates of any of your photos. That includes ones at your secret honey hole, the one where you're proudly holding your 8 pounder for a nice photo. Beware.

You guys remind me of something I've been wanting to try: getting some kind of punching skirt that I can pull over the head of of a fat plastic lizard to make it look like a mean old egg-stealin' mud-puppy. Hellbenders and mud-puppies are salamanders that keep their feathery gills beyond the larval stage and so can live underwater throughout adulthood. You add some gills to a lizard and you've mimicked Mrs. Bass's enemy #1. Gotta try a gilled salamander lure one of these days! During spawning season. I think that white one bigbill was talking about earlier is the Mexican axolotl, also a mud-puppy-like salamander from central Mexico. They are used kind of like aquatic lab rats by biology researchers.

I carry with me at all times when fishing a hook sharpener, which is a tiny, lightweight, grooved metallic file manufactured for that purpose. And it comes with a little cord so I can attach it to my belt loop or almost anything else. Most commercial hooks, with the exception of Trokar and a few other brands, can be made significantly sharper even when new in half a minute with such a device. It might solve much of your problem (they are at least biting the hook or you wouldn't be getting them close to the boat). However, for spinner baits, also adding a trailer hook may up your odds.

South Florida bass fishing in August and September is always slow for me, and I go light and finessy to coax those few fish that brave the heat and low oxygen of the shallow lakes around town. Lately I've been doing best on my beloved Dobyns Champion 682 (medium wt.) and a $99 Lews Speed Spool with #12 fluoro, tossing Zoom Super Flukes, weightless. Love those Flukes in summertime! Got 20 mostly small LMB today just walking the banks at a weedless lake behind my friend's house this evening. The most exciting moment was a fat feisty 3.4 lb'er that was fun to fight . He was pulling out drag and shaking his big old mug over and over again above the surface. The Dobyns Champ 682 is now apparently discontinued, but I've caught more numbers of fish on it than all my medium heavy and heavy rods with expensive reels combined. Come November through May, though, I'll be dusting off the med heavy and heavy rods and heavy braid, and using my jigs, froggies, swimbaits, and flippin creatures to coax some bigguns out of our thick SoFlo water veggies. (Oh, yeah, almost forgot to mention, I landed a really big Mayan Cichlid today on the super fluke. I had only caught them on live bait so far, so I was pretty surprised. He faught hard, too!)

The report's from the day before, at best. If it's a bad report the fish will be starving for your bait the next day. If it's a good report the fish will be suffering PTSD, will be nursing the holes in their lips, and wont bite anything the next day.

If you can afford it, go out with a local guide on his boat. Split the trip with a friend, maybe -- most guides will take two clients. Do everything he tells you and ask a ton of questions. If he's good you will catch a lot of fish and will learn a lot. An awful lot. And you'll have a great time.

Fin rot -- probably bacterial, likely a Pseudomonas infection. It's fairly common. Especially if the fish is stressed, undernourished, or in infested waters. Don't eat that fish without cooking it well. Don't touch his wounds. Don't stick him in the live well. If you do, wash it out later with dilute bleach. Humans get Pseudomonas, too. Wash your hands before you touch your eyes, squeeze a zit, or eat those Doritos!