THE GOOD OLE DAYS

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Comment by DAVID L EITUTIS on February 25, 2012 at 1:23pm

Hey DIck I've been telling my wife of 40+ years , but she doesn't even listen or laugh! Think she might be as deaf as me!

Comment by John Sheehan on February 25, 2012 at 1:23pm

That a way Dick a hot dog story ! Digging worms for fishing  was a big part of my getting yelled at by neighbors that didn't want me in their yard.Always hated when they caught me !

 

Comment by DAVID L EITUTIS on February 25, 2012 at 1:21pm

HEY DICK,

  Great story from your childhood and glad to read it!!!!!!!!! Now I know were the Michigan connection came from cause I see you mention alot. GREAT INSIGHT into your past .

Comment by dick tabbert on February 25, 2012 at 1:16pm

Thank Leo that's the first time I've ever been called a master. I've been telling the wife I'm the master for years and she just laughs.

Comment by DAVID L EITUTIS on February 25, 2012 at 1:16pm

I'm a veteran in more ways than just fishing Leo. Masters , well maybe some guys who know a bit more than others but not me . I'm still learning !!!!!!! Glad to have you in my group and ANYONE IS WELCOME THERE and sorry for the delay. When you are as computoid as illiterate as I am it takes a while to figure stuff out but with the help of the Tony's of the world we'll get through it together buddy.

 YOU are right about some masters on here and wish I was one of em.

  Did you see the recent pic of the ants I put on my page? I added a bunch of pics since we last talked .

 TOOTY

Comment by Leo Nguyen on February 25, 2012 at 1:04pm

I believe I'm among veteran of fishermen. I will be learning from masters here.

Comment by dick tabbert on February 25, 2012 at 1:04pm

Don't remember just how old I was when I first went fishing other than young. We didn't have much money so when we went fishing we usually went to grandma's cottage on Wolf lake in Michigan. The adults would go out in the morning in the boat, usually like clockwork they would come in about noon for lunch. I had two brothers at that time and a cousin who inhabited the cottage with me. The adults would give us 2 or 3 worms for us to fish off the dock which had to make last all day. So to remedy that I would cut them up into about 10 pieces each. All we had were hand lines which we dangled the bait in the water and have a blast catching gills. They were not big but fun never the less and every now and then we would catch a giant, well is was a giant to me at least 7”. Well needless to say I was still always short on bait. Lucky for me we had hotdogs for lunch about every day we spent at the lake. So I had me another bait source but even on a good day I would have used them up. Now was the time to really get serious and there was no crickets or grasshoppers alive that would be safe in that yard. It was usually hot and dry so it was easy to find them and every once and awhile finding a snake. I think that was the first time I seem Mom run. She didn't know the snake wasn't poison and didn't care it was a snake and she was hauling a--, so her come my Uncle and my Dad with shovels in hand and beat the poor snake to death. I will admit it was funny seeing Mom run though. Well that aside we would get back on the dock using my new baits (cricket & grasshoppers) I found them to work really well putting them on a bare hook with no weight they would be swimming on the surface and all of a sudden you would hear a gulp and see the swirl and pull in the hand line. Now I was really having a blast now I was top water fishing and loving it. Had to learn to be patience it took awhile so I wouldn't set that hook to soon but when I learned that it got even better for me. I can remember catching fish after fish and you know what it was me that was hooked, hooked on fishing and very so often thinking back to them moments wondering if I didn't catch any fish would I be as obsessed as I am today.

Comment by DAVID L EITUTIS on February 25, 2012 at 12:07pm

HERE'S ANOTHER ONE FOR THE GROUP:

OLD AL" THE WOODMAN" and I were in Iowa a couple years back fishing out of a coleman canoe. I was inbetween regular fishing boats at the time so we used the canoe.

  Last day of fishing we went out about 10 am as always and went just a quarter mile away from the lauch, and were sitting on a honey hole we'd been fishing for a couple years. Anchors went out with the usual splash and I told Al we'll just get a few more today and get out and clean fish and call it a trip and have a couple nerve tonics in the afternoon.
  WELL ya know what happens next ,right. First cast and we get a nice one each, Not Al gills either!! They were averageing about somewere between 8-9+" , really nice ones for cleaning.

 For the next hour + every cast another one as fast as we could cast , EVERY SINGLE CAST!!!!!!

  Filled my old 48 quart cooler and everytime we opened the lid to put another in one would flop out on the floor!! Old Al was in the front and started laughing and I joined in the laughter of course and said after a minute or two, HEY ALL WHAT ARE WE LAUGHING AT? His reply was simple: in between laughs and chokeing he said , LETS JUST PUT SOME WATER IN THE BOTTOM OF THE CANOE AND LET EM SWIM TILL WE GET IN!!

  Of course this would have been the logical thing to do but seeing as how I didn't want my boat TO SMELL LIKE A BLUEGILL the rest of it's life I said absoluetly not!!!!! Next time we'll take your boat Al and we can fill the bottom of it!!!!! When you are outside sitting on your patio you'll be reminded of the boat load of fish every time you take a whiff of fresh air.
   We both had a good laugh for a long time and continued fishing till we were tired of catching fish and throwing em back.

  Back to the lauch and then commenced cleaning fish for two hours with electric knives!! I'll never forget the fun or that trip.

  TOOTY

Comment by DAVID L EITUTIS on February 25, 2012 at 11:25am

HEY JOHN,

  I'm glad I started this group too and I"m already reading stories from other members that take me back to the GOOD OLE DAYS!

  LOOKING FORWARD to some of yours too!

Comment by Tony Livingston on February 25, 2012 at 11:14am

Good story David... fish hanging from the handlebars, man I remember that!

You know what they say John, bacon makes everything better!

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