Reply With QuoteOuch! I've been there, man. I feel your pain. Kind of makes you want to take up bowling or something... Better luck next time, my friend.
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Fished a tournament at Cumberland Sunday. It was a wekend of LOSSES!
Heres how it went.
Sunglasses broke on the way down to the lake. Bought a new pair $15 at the BP in Russell Springs. Blast off on Sunday morning and glasses blew off during the first two minutes! Loss number 1.
Get to a good Smallmouth bank, fish it for about 10 minutes, get a bite on a jig in 18 feet of water, set the hook, biggest SM I've had on in a while. I cannot turn her and just let her pull against the rod. She climbs up the water column and gets to the surface, shakes her head, boils and comes off. Loss number 2.
After getting utterly aggravated that the fish we were catching for the past month or so have dissappeared (except for the one that got away of course), we move to several areas of the lake and try to put something together. Ted, my partner, is a nicotene fiend and has to smoke every few minutes. He pulls his $25 lighter out with cold fingers, fumbles with it and it drops over the side of the boat into the water. Loss number 3.
Well we totally sucked for the rest of the day. Decided to quit 45 minutes early to avoid the brain damage of a big weigh in with only one little KY to show for our efforts. I decide to turn the big 250 loose on the way in and hit a boat wake. I thought I'd be cool and show Ted how these new Rangers take the rough stuff and didn't even lift for the upcoming wake. Slap, Slap, Slap, and out goes Ted's tackle bag over the back of the boat and into the water! Loss number 4. It had everything in it....I do mean EVERYTHING including Ted's back pain medicine. So we spin around and race back to where it went in and got to it before it sank. SAVE number 1!
So we get to the ramp, avoid the other guys in the tournament and high tale it out of there before anyone gets to ask the painful question of "How'd yall do?".
On the way home, we have managed to avoid the ' well it's all your fault" argument that usually occurs after two guys stink up a tournament and we are getting over things pretty well until we tune in to the UK game and listen as the cats get their feelings hurt just like we did. Loss number 4.
Fishing sure is a humbling sport.
I think I'll get my golf clubs out earlier this year. I'll probably lose all my balls on the front nine. Oh well.
Bill
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Ouch! I've been there, man. I feel your pain. Kind of makes you want to take up bowling or something... Better luck next time, my friend.
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Sounds like you had some darn bad luck. I've had days like that myself. Like the day last year when I fell out of a buddy's boat (for some weird reason this thing has a tiny...I mean TINY...back deck) and later got a crankbait stuck in my back when he decided to give the mother of all hooksets to a fish right at the boat.
One more thing, you might want to take it easy on the wakes for your passenger's sake. Drivers ususally don't feel the hard slapping and bumping as much as the passengers do. There's my lecture for the day. LOL
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See Bill,
When I saw you Sat. night and we talked, I should have talked you into fishing the other tournament. That one spot would have went a good little ways. It sure was tough out there. I only had one smallmouth in about 15 feet of water and it was only 15"---so one spot would have done me good. I missed a a couple bites and not really happy about that. The bite was real light and most of the time it happened so fat, you didn't know what happened til it was over.
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"most of the time it happened so fast, you didn't know what happened til it was over."
Hmmmmm.....sounds like my wife's version of our love life, LOL!
The worst thing about that spot was that it was 11 inches long. They allow 10" spots in the Toyota tourney. So, I'm headed to the driving range.
Bill
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Hey---KY Derby comes to mind----they say that's the fastest sport---LOL!!!!
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Hey Bill,
Feel for you. Still, it was a better day than I had on the lake...... I never made it to the lake.
Also, a new ranger!!!
I'm thrilled to have my boat, don't get me wrong, but we would all like new boats every year.... LOL
Last observation.... I had to give up golf when I took up fishing. Both are expensive, both are very time consuming (at least for me), so you still seem pretty lucky to me!!! ha ha
Of course I'm one of those guys who really gets my money worth out of golf. I figure the more swings I take, it means the more swings per buck... and I am very frugal!!! A good day on the links for me is when I find more balls than I lose. Which rarely happens, except when I accidentally hit onto an adjacent fairway. Amazing how many balls I find out there in the wide open... LOL
Better luck next time Bill.
Danny
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Thanks for the encouragement! I'll get em next time.
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Dont feel bad man i fished for a few hours saturday. put the boat in at 1 PM got to the creek saw shad flipping everywhere and decided to start with an Xrap. 2nd cast i got slammed set the hook and the drag is set so loose i get a huge backlash. I forgot to tighten it after my last trip. got the hookset anyway and the rod doubles, i'm thinking WHALE. pulling like nobody's business. fight it for a few and i realize that it isnt coming to the top. cold water bass maybe? nope 2 1/2 lb white bass. freakin huge fish but sure wasnt what i was looking for. about a half hour later a headache starts and 30 minutes after that it turns into a migrane and i'm thowing up all over the lake on the way back to the ramp lol. if anyone was at moutardier saturday and saw that sorry if it made you sick lol.
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And Ted thought he was bringing a Pro! Ha!Ha!Ha! Hey Bill come on back and fish with us again.
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Hey Bill,
Take up basket weaving. Its cheaper!
Marty
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The year was 2001. It was the 3rd week of March. I was all excited that my first Superbass Pro-Am tourney was coming up the next Sunday. I had just found out that I had a buyer interested in my 1994 Bass Boat. Then to top it all off I had found a 2001 Boat on E-Bay that was a fantastic buy! Everything was going my way...what could possibly go wrong.
That weekend on Saturday I drove almost 100 miles to meet the buyer of my Boat. We met at a lake that was pretty much halfway between us. It just so happens we were having record freezing temps that day and some very high winds. After I had gotten to the lake it was easy to see that the water was so rough that no one in his right mind would even try to launch a boat from the ramp.
The prospective owners show up and are very dissappointed that I will not attempt to launch the boat but I proceed to show them all the features of the boat. As I start to show them all the storage, I find out that ALL of the storage compartment doors are completely frozen shut from the rain the night before and the wind chill that morning. So I decide to back the boat down the ramp...leave the boat on the trailer and and start the engine for them. After I back the boat down I put the truck in park and set the brake, open the truck door and a gust of wind about 40 miles an hour ripps the door out of my hand and bends in completely backwards to the front fender.
Then I try to close it and do even more damage getting it at least partly closed. I start the motor on the boat, everyone seems pleased...they buy the boat so on and so on.....
Well from there I head on down to the Lake where my tourney is being held the next day. I was a non-boater so I didn't need a boat. I show up at the Pre-tourney meeting in a truck that looks like it has been put together by Jethro Bodine of the Beverley Hillbillies.
After we get all teamed up with our partners for the next day I go back to my Motel all excited about fishing the Superbass Pro-Am and was just sure that things were going my way again.
NEXT MORNING....I get up all excited run down and put all my tackle in the truck and drive across the street to get a cup of coffee before I head to the Marina. While I am in the Quick Shop a fellow comes over and says.."Hey, you fishing in that big tourney heading out this morning? I said "I sure am..why? He said " Cause you left all your rod and reels leaning up against your truck when you pulled out and they are all laying in the middle of the motel parking lot across the street!"
I rushed over there and believe it or not, none of them had been run over!
I get to the tourney...we take off in my Partner's Ranger faster than a speeding bullet. We get to the first spot and strike out so off we go to the next spot....while on our way there we cross over another boat's wake and there goes MY BassPro bag of plastics bouncing down the deck and right off the end of the boat. By the time I got him to stop it was too late. This was not the small plastics bag either. I had easily over $300.00 worth of baits in it. Then to make things even worse when we had bounced over the wake It had knocked one of my lenses out of my new prescription glasses that I had just paid about $300 for.
As you may have guessed.....I zeroed that tourney...my heart just wasn't in it.
With all that said I still feel a bad day fishing is better than a good day at work! I should know.
Happy Fishin'
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