Wow... Sounds like you had an excellent day, Jimmy... Can't get any better than that...
Rodney... NREMT - Paramedic Life is too short, go fishing... ----- Original Message ----- From: "Jimmy D. Moore" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, April 07, 2006 9:20 PM Subject: [VFB] Fishing Report > Alan and I had a good day. Didn't catch a lot of fish, but Alan brought > his son in law and 3 1/2 year old grandson along. Jack at 3 1/2 has more > patience than me. Alan rigged him a miniature fly rod, about 4 feet long > with a tiny fly reel and tied on a little yellow and white crappie jig. > Jack fished hard for an hour and a half, before wanting to go for a boat > ride. So, we headed out of Reynolds Creek and out into the big lake. > This was before the winds came up and the lake was still like glass. > When we got up to 50 mph, Jack got a little concerned what with the > wind blowing his hair back and a little spray getting into his nose. > After a few big turns on the lake, we headed back to the ramp. Jack > and his dad, Mark, an orthopedic surgeon at Scott and White Hospital in > Temple headed to MacDonalds for lunch. Mark had brought his pick up for > he knew Jack wouldn't last all day. :-P > > Shortly after that, Alan tied on a crappie jig and we started seriously > looking for crappie. Didn't take long to find them. Alan only got one, > but the wind had come up and it made casting his fly rod difficult. > After lunch he tied on miniature shad imitation and started casting it. > With more weight in the little shad, he was able to handle the wind > better. After about six casts he got into something BIG. Had to have > been a big sow bass, for Alan couldn't turn her. She kept pulling, > almost pulling the boat and Alan kept the pressure on her. She'd give a > little and Alan would take line, but then she'd turn and head away from > us again. After a few minutes of the same, she suddenly left the line > slack. It would have taken a bass of at least 5 pounds to handle Alan > like she did. Me, I didn't take a fly rod, and fished the stick ups and > lay downs with a buzz bait, but had only two strikes. Finally I figured > I'd be better at running the trolling motor and navigating Alan to > likely looking spots. > > It was still a great day, especially for Alan, Jack and Mark. Me - I > enjoyed it immensely. When Mark and Jack left, Alan told Jack to tell > Mr. Jimmy thank you. And boy did he ever. His words were" Thank you > Mr. Jimmy for taking me, my Dad and Grandpa fishing and boat riding with > you. I had a really good time!" My jaw dropped almost to the bottom of > the boat. Imagine a 3 1/2 year old coming out with a long sentence like > that. > > JIMMY D > > -- > ******************************************************************* > Jimmy D. Moore - Scout Exec. BSA (Ret.), TOWA, TF&G Contributor, GRTU Past VP. Past Pres. McGregor Rotary. Freelance Outdoor writer, humorist, half-assed Texan and collector of classic bamboo fly rods and classic golf clubs > > Author - "MOON HOLLER MISFITS Fishing & Hunting Club", © > > JIMMY D's Fly Fishing Website: > http://home.earthlink.net/~rayado/rayadoflyfishingflypatternstips/index.html > ******************************************************************** > "Being able to read trout streams is just as valuable to a fly fisherman as the ability to read a defense is to an NFL Quarterback." > > Jimmy D. Moore - © [2004] > ******************************************************************* > > > > > > > > >
