The funniest stories while fishing

One time I brought bananas on a fishing trip for everyone. Man it was a terrible day to go fishing It started raining cats and dogs out of nowhere and blew out our umbrella. Pierre got stung in the leg by a hard head. I caught one croaker and that was all. Our gas line got a leak, and we had to get towed back in.


I didn’t hear from those guys for a while for some reason.

When I was around 12 years old, my dad, grandpa,and I went to a private pond. We would drive through the farmer's fields, then had to go through a cow pasture. I would get in the back of the truck, until we drove up to a gate, I would jump out, open the gate, dad would drive through, then I would close gate and get back in bed of truck. Well, this one trip, after getting into the pasture, my dad abruptly stopped the truck. He was gasping, yelling. and gagging all at once, I thought he was having a heart attack. Well, grandpa had cramped in his pants. Instead of driving back to his house, probably 15 minutes away and cleaning up, he stripped his crapped clothes off in that pasture and put on an old pair of coveralls that my dad kept behind seat of the truck. Needless to say, we cleaned a crap load of fish that evening.

I’ll never forget when we were kids, on a fishing trip with my dad, my brother was horse playing in the boat and ended up going overboard. My dad was so frustrated with him that he grabbed him by the hair to pull him back in. Luckily for my brother he had grabbed on to my dad’s arm. I’m sure that lessened the pain a little.

not fishing but...
early 80's...a buddy and I were hiking into a swamp on the back of some property...the people that owned the "short" way in would not let anyone cross their property...
we had to go up a side road and hike in about mile and a half to get to the swamp that was full of ducks...
it was overcast and temp was in the teens...
when we got there we started to walk into the water...
I didn't make it 30 yards when stepping over a log I sunk over my head into a "gator hole"...
I came up spewing and could hardly breath...
I told my "buddy" to help me make a fire cuz I was not going to make it back to the truck...
He said "hang in there I'll be right back after I shoot some ducks...
I found some lighter pine (thank the lord cuz everything was wet) and with the help of a fallen tree had a roaring fire going in no time...
so I'm standing there in my underwear with clothes hanging over the brush close to the fire drinking the hot coffee I brought in when I noticed the ducks were flying right over me and into the swamp...
pretty soon back comes my buddy, soaking wet, yup, he went down as well...
so we are both there, in our underwear shooting greenheads in 18 degree weather next to a bonfire...

ok...I did that night fishing on Concordia...
bait got hung and to get it I was going to pass the rod around a tree...
as I reached around the tree the boat went out from under me and the tree was too big around to hang on for long...
in I went at 2am in the morning...
thankfully it was summer and warm...

Another one. A buddy was going to tie the boat up at sweetwater. Wind was blowing pretty good. Anyway tide was real low and the dock was sitting higher than usual. He reaches for a piling and slips. Instead of falling in 50 degree water he hugs the piling for want seemed like 5 min. Multiple boats and people witness this. He’s laughing and pissed at the same time. We try to grab him and when he reaches over he falls in. He just swam to the launch and climbed up. Froze his arse off while everyone clapped.

TLDR version: Dog and I fell out of small boat about to fish. Bunch of people witnessed it from afar, boat fell out of truck trying to hurry out. Cold



Ive got an old pirouette (that’s how spell check spelled it, I don’t know). Went to Corney Creek to go white perch fishing with my old black lab. There were several boats getting in at an old ramp and they were all duck hunters. I watched them from the hwy and could see all of them with guns and blowing calls.

I decided to put in at the hwy since it would be fine and didn’t wanna wait on them. I felt like a bad arse, getting in with a pirouette, got my black lab (who was FAR from an actual hunting dog) but they didn’t know that. We just pushed off and I got my fishing pole and was paddling in one hand but teasing my dog with end of pole with other (like an idiot). She jumps and the boat toppled over, we both go in the freezing water. Fortunately we aren’t 10 feet from the bank and I get boat over to bank and she’s already up on the ground wimpering.

I drag boat up and struggle to get in my truck, I look over and everyone over there, probably 75 yards away is watching me. I throw boat in back of truck and start driving back up the hill, boat falls out of truck (I didn’t tie it down). I make my awkward walk out of truck to get boat, now I’m on a hill trying to put boat in back of truck and I’m struggling to get boat in, I’m cold as frick. I finally got boat in truck and drove off with my dog.

Bet that ain't wasn't the first time he asked him "what the frick happened?!"

With two of my buddies in the boat, we’re leaving the launch and we are in a no wake zone for about 50 yds and then all of the sudden when we get out and start speeding up we start taking on water. Barely made it back safely to get the plug in the right hole lol

1) When I was little my dad caught set the hook on a choupic on Old River. The choupic flew out the water and hit his jeans area near the zipper area or yoo-hoo. Then the choupic bit into his pants at that spot. It was funny as my mother was screaming while my dad was shaking around with a choupic stuck to the zipper area of his jeans.

2) My grandfather just put my fathers 15ft Louisiana Traveler. I told him the boat was filling up with water. He did not believe me. When he parked the truck he came back to a sunken boat and had to hand bail the water out of it.