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there is literally 1 spot that i will wade, and only in late spring thru summer. i don't wear waders. whatever boots i wear to work (construction) the previous pair are my fishin shoes. after that, whatever pants i'm wearing that day. i only wade a 30 section to walk from a waterfall to an island. you guys can laugh all you want to, but there are 2 reasons i don't wade: i know the chances are super slim, but i don't care. the shark attacks that inspired jaws happened 16 miles inland, in new jersey. bullsharks have been found almost everywhere. they've been found in illinois, minesota, and wisconsin in the mississippi and also in the st lawrence. we've had whales come up the bay into the delaware, and then into the christiana as far as wilmington. i actually got to see one once. nah, i'm on the nope train when it comes to wading.

back in the 80's i took my little brother to a music store with me while i looked at a guitar. they were just finishing up a drum seminar with nicko mcbrain. my litle brother was a huge iron maiden fan. as all the drummers walked off, my little brother walked up to the kit just to look, cause, after all, nicko was playing on it. nicko saw him, sat him down at the kit and gave him a lesson for about 30-40 minutes. eventually his staff drug him away. as we walked out that day, my brother was walking about 3' off the ground. i said "so, mike...you gonna switch to drums now?" he looked at me and said hell no, but who in their right mind would say no to a free lesson from nicko? hahahaha i met vinnie moore in the same store. i was butchering a motley crue song, and he came over and taught me the right way to play it.

oh i should mention, for those that haven't had beagles before: they're great at climbing trees, but terrible at getting down. catching a 35 lb dog that jumps into your arms from 15' up (or more) is not nearly as much fun as one might guess

when i moved into this house a few years ago, grease ants would appear on one of my counters, and no where else. i tried everything i could get my hands on. nothing worked. for one month of the year, there were ants on my counter. i ended up replacing the driveway next to my house because it was worn out, and someone offered me an amazing deal. they tore out the drive all the way to the dirt. graded it, replaced the stone, put down fresh asphalt. i haven't seen an ant since. lucky me

no one will ever convince me that there is a breed of dog more affectionate and loyal than beagles are. years ago, i caught some virus and was sick for a few days. one of those days, my little mix laid with me for 14 hours. the only time she got out of bed was to follow me to the bathroom and wait outside the door. she didn't eat, and would not go outside to pee until she just couldn't hold it anymore. [img][/img]

remember a while back when someone here posted the video of that korean cutie? go back and look at her hook set. she's fast, and she hits it pretty hard. i've had youtubers tell me not to set the hook with square bills and cranks. i call b.s. if i think i have a fish on, i'm settin the hook.

i haven't used live hellgrammites in years, but every time i ever did, i caught EVERYTHING on them. at least around here, there isn't anything that won't eat them. as soon as they hit the water, something wants to eat it. they rarely make it all the way to the bottom of the shallow creeks and ponds i fish

God was watching out for you, and i'm glad, even though i don't know you.

curado dc, for me but honestly, i use my bfs set up just as much, a daiwa jdm ltd sv lite. i feel so extravagant calling them mid priced, but these days they are. i also have a lew's mach 2 and it's a very good reel, it's my knock-about rig that goes on my travel rod for bike trips, or rides in the trunk of my car just in case i happen to see a spot in my travels that i need to check out right now

downed trees that are still alive/green never fail to produce big fish for me. i throw texas rig worms or jigs right into them like i'm trying to get snagged.

i'll use a snap swivel if i'm throwing a wopper plopper or similar. if i was fishing from a boat, i'd be throwing more crankbaits, and i'd use one then because then i wouldn't have to re tie as much. right now i fish from the bank, so i rarely throw crankbaits.

me and several buddies used to fish a legendary spot we called "the hole". in the early days we would bet lunch or a couple beers on first/biggest/most. it didn't last long because i almost always won. i don't say that to brag, i'm no bassmaster. i usually won because 1) i wasn't afraid to cast an expensive lure into the nastiest looking snag in sight 2) would always be willing to wade through waist deep mud to get to the area everyone could see, but no one else would fish 3) i spent so much time fishing, my casting accuracy was insanely good. after the first year, instead of friendly bets, my buddies would just ask "is it going to be big fish, or lots of fish today? i wish i really was as good as they all thought that i was. not that i made any attempts to shatter their illusion...

maybe it works to eliminate twist, but i doubt it improves the amount of stretch, knot strength, or abrasion resistance. i can only speak for myself, but i'll take a hard pass on cheap line for the above reasons

1st grade i left at lunch one day to catch frogs and eels down at the crick. i had no concept of time, or a watch, but i knew if i wasn't home by 5:30 there would be hell to pay from my dad. after what seemed like a reasonable amount of time, i went home, and washed up. i went to dinner with the other kids in my family, everything seemed normal. that night before bed, my mom called me down stairs and said "your teacher called and asked why you didn't come back to school after lunch". i told her i got in a fight and was knocked out. when i came to, school was over, so i just went to play. of course they called me on it. i was punished for it. i was a little wild child. i was always doing stuff like that. i jumped out the window one day just to see what it was like. it was the first floor, and only about 6' off of the ground. i cut school to go fishing lots of times over the years. i didn't own a pole until i was a teenager. i just scrounged the bank till i found some line and a hook. i'd dig some worms, use a piece of stick for a bobber. i've been fishing the same stretch of crick for about 50 years

if it wasn't verified, i would bet that fish was full of sinkers ?

you could say she's a hot rod with alot of...aftermarket accessories. very common with south koreans online and in their entertainment industry. i'm addicted to korean historical/period dramas. mostly because japanese stuff is nearly impossible to find with subs, and without massive ad interruptions. i watched a few of her videos because i liked the korean flavor of it. it's not a fishing channel i'd watch very often, but it's a cute distraction for a few minutes

for me, it depends on a couple things: 1) if i'm alone, i'm planning my attack. if my buddy is with me, i'm mostly wishing he'd shut up ? 2) sometimes i use the travel rod and back pack, and i take the motorcycle. when i do that, i'm concentrating on traffic, and my line thru the next curve, watching for critters and potholes, and thanking Jesus for treating me far, far better than i deserve.

she's make a good fishing buddy, and a drinking buddy. that's as far as i'd want to go. her frog reel sounds dry. maybe that's normal for that reel? mine don't sound like that.

i think it's important to point out that intelligence, and wisdom, are not the same thing at all. you can be either and not both, and in fact, that's pretty common.

that was a really cool read

i think it was my dad who got me hooked on fishing, although not in a straightforward way. he wasn't so much a bass fisherman, but he liked to fly fish for whatever. he and i might have gone fishing together maybe once or twice, i don't remember. i remember asking to go all the time, but it never happened. my older sister started dating a guy who was a regional pro, about the time i turned 12 or 13. he started taking me, and i loved it. we went fishing in between tournaments, or when he was practicing. he must have really loved my sister, cause he took me fishing alot.

man, you and me both! i absolutely hate when people litter beautiful places. those people are no-class scumbags. may years ago, i used to fish private places almost exclusively. i began bringing a trash bag and cleaning up as i left, as a way to kind of "pay back" for me fishing there. for many of those places, it's how i got permission in the first place. my kids, and their kids, would never leave trash like that. some people just don't have any class what so ever. it disgusts me

don't ever come to delaware if you don't like humidity. not that there's any reason someone would come here on purpose. but yeah, humidity, it's a thing here. my ex was from osaka. she complained about the humidity here

i hooked one last year on my favorite spinnerbait. no way was i allowing him to take it. i woulda fought to the death