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re: The funniest stories while fishing
Posted on 3/18/19 at 9:53 pm to lsuson
Posted on 3/18/19 at 9:53 pm to lsuson
We were fishing off cocodrie not catching shite and it was a scorcher so we set up in the shade under one of the structures. We were just killing time and another boat pulls up and starts fishing the other side. We don’t move. Then they work their way closer. We don’t move. Then they inch closer. We don’t move. Then they get right up on us and realize we’re not doing anything. They thought we had been in that same spot because we were hammering em. They gave us a wtf look and one of the baws just pointed up and said we’re just hanging out in the shade.
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Posted on 3/18/19 at 10:26 pm to PT24-7
Usually involves having to poo
Posted on 3/19/19 at 12:29 am to lsuson
Me and my dad went fishing with some of his work padnuhs. They were on a pretty good trout bite out by Breton island and we were jacked about following them out to the spot. We pull up to the lucky rig that they caught 3-4 pounders the day before at. I go to tie off on the rig and fall head first into the water. Caught zero trout, but laughed a lot
Another one:
Friend hooks into redfish, redfish breaks him off. 5 minutes later see the cork come up, redfish still on. We chase that thing for forever and never caught it.
Next day go back to same spot. About an hour later the god damn Cork from the day before comes swimming buy. Somehow I luckily manage to hook the old cork and reel it in. 19 inch redfish. Was pretty cool.
Another one:
Friend hooks into redfish, redfish breaks him off. 5 minutes later see the cork come up, redfish still on. We chase that thing for forever and never caught it.
Next day go back to same spot. About an hour later the god damn Cork from the day before comes swimming buy. Somehow I luckily manage to hook the old cork and reel it in. 19 inch redfish. Was pretty cool.
Posted on 3/19/19 at 8:22 am to cbr900racer22
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cbr900racer22
Lol hate to laugh but that’s pretty funny. Did that to my son one time. He was fishing the front deck with me and I went to swing around using the trolling motor and hit a stump that I had no idea was there. I had enough space to catch myself but he didn’t. 7 yrs old, right over the side and in the water. Never let go of his pole and was able to laugh it off after I got him back in.
Posted on 3/19/19 at 8:25 am to lsuson
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The funniest stories while fishing
Bill Dance with Jerry Reed are the best
Posted on 3/19/19 at 9:07 am to lsuson
My brother, grandpa and myself fishing TB around the Pirates Cove area. My brother thought he be cool and brought one of my grandpas ultra combos to fish with. We were casting some type of crank bait and my brother latches on to one. My grandpa says to him, "don't horse that fish in its only 6 lb test. Well he does and the line breaks. I had my line out at the same time and as I reel my lure in, there's his line caught on my lure with the bass still on it.
Take my granddaughter bass fishing one afternoon, she's in her early teens. Start her out with a beetle spin, keeps getting it hung up. Then top water, still hanging up. So I put a plastic lizard texas rigged so maybe we can make way. I show her the technique of fishing plastic. Little better progress with minimal bad cast. I tell her if she feels a tug set the hook as hard as she can. Well a little while later she puts the bow in her rod and the line breaks. I told her she set the hook on a stump. She swears she felt something and did what she was told. I roll my eyes and re tie another lizard on. We were still in the same area and I look down in the water and see some line floating on top of the water. I reach over and grab it and lo and behold the fish was still on it. She looks at me and said I told you pappy!
Take my granddaughter bass fishing one afternoon, she's in her early teens. Start her out with a beetle spin, keeps getting it hung up. Then top water, still hanging up. So I put a plastic lizard texas rigged so maybe we can make way. I show her the technique of fishing plastic. Little better progress with minimal bad cast. I tell her if she feels a tug set the hook as hard as she can. Well a little while later she puts the bow in her rod and the line breaks. I told her she set the hook on a stump. She swears she felt something and did what she was told. I roll my eyes and re tie another lizard on. We were still in the same area and I look down in the water and see some line floating on top of the water. I reach over and grab it and lo and behold the fish was still on it. She looks at me and said I told you pappy!
Posted on 3/19/19 at 9:40 am to lsuson
A couple come to mind off the top of my head
1. Dieseltiger sets rod down for one second to grab a beer. Matrix shad was dangling off the side of the boat maybe an inch in the water. Lady fish grabs it and takes off with the pole. Without even thinking DT dives over the side of the boat, catches up to his rod, stands up in about 4" of water, and reels in said lady fish
2. Buddy passed out mid day on a tuna trip. Fishing was slow so we tied on a 5 gallon bucket and sent it a few hundred feet down. Pulled on some drag with the clicker on, everyone went nuts yelling fish on, handed him the rod and let him fight a bucket against the current thinking it was a "white marlin". When it got close enough for him to see the bucket he slammed it in the rod holder and hit us with a "frick yall" as we were all rolling.
1. Dieseltiger sets rod down for one second to grab a beer. Matrix shad was dangling off the side of the boat maybe an inch in the water. Lady fish grabs it and takes off with the pole. Without even thinking DT dives over the side of the boat, catches up to his rod, stands up in about 4" of water, and reels in said lady fish
2. Buddy passed out mid day on a tuna trip. Fishing was slow so we tied on a 5 gallon bucket and sent it a few hundred feet down. Pulled on some drag with the clicker on, everyone went nuts yelling fish on, handed him the rod and let him fight a bucket against the current thinking it was a "white marlin". When it got close enough for him to see the bucket he slammed it in the rod holder and hit us with a "frick yall" as we were all rolling.
Posted on 3/19/19 at 9:42 am to redneck
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2. Buddy passed out mid day on a tuna trip. Fishing was slow so we tied on a 5 gallon bucket and sent it a few hundred feet down. Pulled on some drag with the clicker on, everyone went nuts yelling fish on, handed him the rod and let him fight a bucket against the current thinking it was a "white marlin". When it got close enough for him to see the bucket he slammed it in the rod holder and hit us with a "frick yall" as we were all rolling.
Winner!
Posted on 3/19/19 at 3:33 pm to redneck
Damn that’s evil.
Posted on 3/19/19 at 3:38 pm to redneck
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2. Buddy passed out mid day on a tuna trip. Fishing was slow so we tied on a 5 gallon bucket and sent it a few hundred feet down. Pulled on some drag with the clicker on, everyone went nuts yelling fish on, handed him the rod and let him fight a bucket against the current thinking it was a "white marlin". When it got close enough for him to see the bucket he slammed it in the rod holder and hit us with a "frick yall" as we were all rolling.
Classic!
Posted on 3/19/19 at 5:56 pm to lsuson
I don't really have any good stories about myself but a funny one about a friend. My friend took this good looking Jewish girl fishing. They went out of Lafitte. They get out into the open water and she communicates to him that she has to take a shite like right now. The only thing she could do was hang her arse over the side. As she was spewing diarrhea she was screaming at him to sing loud so he wouldn't hear her backfiring. If I remember she had two episodes on the trip.
Posted on 3/20/19 at 11:14 am to lsuson
I have a ton.
I have a camp on a bayou with 5 slips. In the evening, I'll fish off the back of my pontoon in one of the slips. One evening I'm fishing market bait on the bottom for reds. My youngest two kids come downstairs and want to get on the boat too, so I put my rod down to go help them up. As soon as I get to the front of the boat, I hear my rod dance on the rail and as soon as I turn around I see the damn thing bounce once and it's gone in the water. We watch it float for a bit going up and down the bayou. A year later, I'm fishing plastic on the bottom and I snag something. Fight with it and finally get it to the boat...it's the rod/reel I lost the year before. The rod was snapped, but the reel still worked.
Bought a used boat and brought a couple buddies with me on it's maiden voyage. I had started it at the sellers house a few times on a hose and knew it was in proper working condition. Anyway, 4 of us head down to da Parish at 5am. I drop the boat and the other 3 guys are getting her ready while I go park. As I walk back, one guy says he can't get it started. I try, nothing. Seems the battery is dead. Swap out the trolling motor, same thing. Thinking my luck I have two dead batteries, I strike out looking for a place to buy a battery at 5:30 in am. Find an autozone that opens at 6. Finally buy the battery and head back down. Get it in and nothing. By this time I'm flying off the handle pissed. Call the seller around 6:45 and start ranting and raving about the lemon he sold me. He asked if I flipped the battery switch to on.....a dozen apologies and a case of beer later we both laughed about it.
Another new boat and another group of guys. We had been out for a few hours. Mediocre results and brutally hot, we had more than our fair share of pops and decided to hop in the lake for a swim. I forewarned everyone that there was no boarding ladder so don't go in if you can't lift yourself up. After about an hour, we decide to call it a day. One by one we're hoisting ourselves into boat. The last guy, who was about 6'4 and 300lbs and drunk,could NOT get up. Couldn't even get his leg up. The other 3 of us watched this go on for a few minutes cracking up laughing. We couldn't help him because we couldn't get a grip on him. Finally, I grabbed him by his hair and pulled with everything I had. He was screaming at the top of his lungs but was very appreciative when he finally got in.
Was in Slidell last year and was in line to get my boat back on the trailer. Guy 2 boats ahead had a beautiful brand new Triton CC. His buddy hopes out the boat to get the truck. I could tell these guys weren't real familiar with the set up. Guy finally gets the trailer down and they latch up the boat. I see it's not even close to the front roller, but figure they know what they're doing. The connect the strap and off they go. After finally getting mine on the trailer, I take off. I'm about a quarter mile from the launch when I see the same guys pulled over. The motor and transom were on the ground and the nose was pointing to the heavens. Seems they were way off the front and forgot to lock the ratchet on the strap. We tried like hell to get that thing back on the trailer. When I left they were looking for someone with a crane.
I have a camp on a bayou with 5 slips. In the evening, I'll fish off the back of my pontoon in one of the slips. One evening I'm fishing market bait on the bottom for reds. My youngest two kids come downstairs and want to get on the boat too, so I put my rod down to go help them up. As soon as I get to the front of the boat, I hear my rod dance on the rail and as soon as I turn around I see the damn thing bounce once and it's gone in the water. We watch it float for a bit going up and down the bayou. A year later, I'm fishing plastic on the bottom and I snag something. Fight with it and finally get it to the boat...it's the rod/reel I lost the year before. The rod was snapped, but the reel still worked.
Bought a used boat and brought a couple buddies with me on it's maiden voyage. I had started it at the sellers house a few times on a hose and knew it was in proper working condition. Anyway, 4 of us head down to da Parish at 5am. I drop the boat and the other 3 guys are getting her ready while I go park. As I walk back, one guy says he can't get it started. I try, nothing. Seems the battery is dead. Swap out the trolling motor, same thing. Thinking my luck I have two dead batteries, I strike out looking for a place to buy a battery at 5:30 in am. Find an autozone that opens at 6. Finally buy the battery and head back down. Get it in and nothing. By this time I'm flying off the handle pissed. Call the seller around 6:45 and start ranting and raving about the lemon he sold me. He asked if I flipped the battery switch to on.....a dozen apologies and a case of beer later we both laughed about it.
Another new boat and another group of guys. We had been out for a few hours. Mediocre results and brutally hot, we had more than our fair share of pops and decided to hop in the lake for a swim. I forewarned everyone that there was no boarding ladder so don't go in if you can't lift yourself up. After about an hour, we decide to call it a day. One by one we're hoisting ourselves into boat. The last guy, who was about 6'4 and 300lbs and drunk,could NOT get up. Couldn't even get his leg up. The other 3 of us watched this go on for a few minutes cracking up laughing. We couldn't help him because we couldn't get a grip on him. Finally, I grabbed him by his hair and pulled with everything I had. He was screaming at the top of his lungs but was very appreciative when he finally got in.
Was in Slidell last year and was in line to get my boat back on the trailer. Guy 2 boats ahead had a beautiful brand new Triton CC. His buddy hopes out the boat to get the truck. I could tell these guys weren't real familiar with the set up. Guy finally gets the trailer down and they latch up the boat. I see it's not even close to the front roller, but figure they know what they're doing. The connect the strap and off they go. After finally getting mine on the trailer, I take off. I'm about a quarter mile from the launch when I see the same guys pulled over. The motor and transom were on the ground and the nose was pointing to the heavens. Seems they were way off the front and forgot to lock the ratchet on the strap. We tried like hell to get that thing back on the trailer. When I left they were looking for someone with a crane.
Posted on 3/20/19 at 12:27 pm to go_tigres
pulled up to the landing one day, and my Junior High science teacher is standing there, with his boat sitting in the middle of the parking lot. He had his little girl holding the rope, and it got tangled up and he ended up dragging the boat up the ramp when he went to park. 
nother time, I backed my buddy's truck up, he pulls his boat up, and motions for me to pull up. I asked if he was gonna tie the front off first. "NAH, pull up!" Him and his boat just kept getting smaller and smaller in the rearview then the boat hit the parking lot. That was the last time he tried that
nother time, I backed my buddy's truck up, he pulls his boat up, and motions for me to pull up. I asked if he was gonna tie the front off first. "NAH, pull up!" Him and his boat just kept getting smaller and smaller in the rearview
then the boat hit the parking lot. That was the last time he tried thatThis post was edited on 3/20/19 at 12:28 pm
Posted on 3/20/19 at 4:45 pm to kook
I was fishing Bundicks years ago and me and my buddy had a contest with two other buddies in another boat.Lake was rough so me and my buddy turned around in a cove and went back to the camp and drove about 10 miles to his family farm and caught a bunch of nice bass and slipped back to the camp.
When our buddies returned they didn't catch much and asked us if we caught them in the cove we turned into.We told them we did,on white buzzbaits.The next day we pulled the same trick and got caught coming back from the farm.Our buddies stayed in that cove and caught about 20 nice bass on white buzzbaits! True story.
Was fishing platform in the Gulf (we called it Enstar)and one buddy laid his rod down and a shark took his cockaho and the rod flew out of the boat.We started casting trying to hook the line.One of my buddies threw his jighead and on the first cast hooked the rod in the top guide,reeled in the rod and my other buddy reeled in the shark.What are the odds?
When our buddies returned they didn't catch much and asked us if we caught them in the cove we turned into.We told them we did,on white buzzbaits.The next day we pulled the same trick and got caught coming back from the farm.Our buddies stayed in that cove and caught about 20 nice bass on white buzzbaits!
True story. Was fishing platform in the Gulf (we called it Enstar)and one buddy laid his rod down and a shark took his cockaho and the rod flew out of the boat.We started casting trying to hook the line.One of my buddies threw his jighead and on the first cast hooked the rod in the top guide,reeled in the rod and my other buddy reeled in the shark.What are the odds?
Posted on 3/20/19 at 4:50 pm to lsuson
When was younger was fishing Toledo Bend one night with 2 buddies. The old fashion coleman lantern fell off seat and gas in bottom of boat flared up. We all bailed out thinking we was fixing to get fried. I went out of sight and when I came up my buddies was standing in about waist high water on the other side of the boat. We were in the middle of a old road bed and I was the one that picked the deep side.
Posted on 3/20/19 at 5:34 pm to lsuson
Fishing one of the big bass tourneys in Texas. See a guy approach us sitting way low in the water . Gets close if for us to see he’s in an old truck hood turned upside down w a trolling motor attached. Way before cell phones but the image wil Stay w me forever ??
Posted on 3/20/19 at 7:06 pm to Geaux23
Geaux,
I’ll raise your second story.
A group of us were wade fishing Chandeleur, 6 or 7 people in a line catching trout. We all had plenty on each stringer. All of sudden one buddy starts feeling the tug on the wrong end, tax man grabs his fish and he tosses his stringer off his belt. Of course, we all quickly moved from waist deep to knee deep and keep casting. We watched the float on his stringer for a good 10 minutes stay in our general area until it stopped moving. He walked out and grabbed his stringer, in a hurry, and still had a pile of trout on it!
I’ll raise your second story.
A group of us were wade fishing Chandeleur, 6 or 7 people in a line catching trout. We all had plenty on each stringer. All of sudden one buddy starts feeling the tug on the wrong end, tax man grabs his fish and he tosses his stringer off his belt. Of course, we all quickly moved from waist deep to knee deep and keep casting. We watched the float on his stringer for a good 10 minutes stay in our general area until it stopped moving. He walked out and grabbed his stringer, in a hurry, and still had a pile of trout on it!
Posted on 3/20/19 at 8:25 pm to lsuson
When I was in high school 3 of us decided to do a goose hunt out toward Eagle Lake. They came to my house because I had all the rags and stuff. Super foggy driving out. We got to the field about 3:30am to put out about 800 rags. Finished up with about 20 minutes to till shooting time. Got our holes dug in for our feet and you could hear the geese around us getting loud and restless.
I asked one of my buddies where he put the bucket that had our goose loads in them. He realized he put them them on the ground next to the truck at my house because he wasn't sure where to put them so they wouldn't get knocked over. So the 3 of us spent a few hours calling and watching geese drop out of the fog before picking up the spread.
I asked one of my buddies where he put the bucket that had our goose loads in them. He realized he put them them on the ground next to the truck at my house because he wasn't sure where to put them so they wouldn't get knocked over. So the 3 of us spent a few hours calling and watching geese drop out of the fog before picking up the spread.
Posted on 3/21/19 at 10:05 am to go_tigres
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A buddy had been begging me to take him fishing. Finally made time and settled on a date and time. Met him at his house around 5 in Mandeville. His wife was kind enough to make an arse load of sammiches, these killer little cheesecake things, and other goodies, which he had put in a smallish igloo. He loaded the igloo into the back of the boat and off we go. Drive on to Slidell, back the boat in and set off on fishing. Mid day, I ask him to pass me one of those cheesecake things. He looks around...nothing. Ice chest is missing. He thinks someone stole it from the launch. He pass if off. After we're done, we load up and start heading back. As we're approaching the interstate, off the left, we see his igloo beat to shite with all the goodies spread out all over the hwy. He put the ice chest in the boat backwards.
Another ice chest story. Brought a kid fishing whose dad was a dr and was always to busy to bring him. We had moderate. We cleaned the fish at the launch and while I cleaned up I asked him to put the ice chest in the boat and explained the right way to do it. Make it to I-55 before I catch out the rear view the ice chest filled with ice and fillets goes tumbling backwards out the boat on to the interstate.
Not from a boat, but I was bank fishing last month. I had a live cacohoe 16" under a cork. Through the line out and, as they sometimes do, the cacohoe swam up to the surface just in time for a got damn seagull swoops down and snatches it right out the water. I'm in complete awe as I watch this damn bird fly away with my cacohoe, hook, cork, and line. It finally dawns on me he's still connected to my line so I reel in. He eventually drops it. Now, I'm thinking that shite doesn't happen to anybody else but me as I rebait and set up to cast again. I look around for the bird, pull back and cast out. I'm the gravel road at Elmers Island and I'm trying to get to the middle of that canal so I put some oomph in it. I cast out and I'll be damn if a seagull snatches the damn cacohoe out of mid-air. That's when I called it a day.
A buddy had been begging me to take him fishing. Finally made time and settled on a date and time. Met him at his house around 5 in Mandeville. His wife was kind enough to make an arse load of sammiches, these killer little cheesecake things, and other goodies, which he had put in a smallish igloo. He loaded the igloo into the back of the boat and off we go. Drive on to Slidell, back the boat in and set off on fishing. Mid day, I ask him to pass me one of those cheesecake things. He looks around...nothing. Ice chest is missing. He thinks someone stole it from the launch. He pass if off. After we're done, we load up and start heading back. As we're approaching the interstate, off the left, we see his igloo beat to shite with all the goodies spread out all over the hwy. He put the ice chest in the boat backwards.
Another ice chest story. Brought a kid fishing whose dad was a dr and was always to busy to bring him. We had moderate. We cleaned the fish at the launch and while I cleaned up I asked him to put the ice chest in the boat and explained the right way to do it. Make it to I-55 before I catch out the rear view the ice chest filled with ice and fillets goes tumbling backwards out the boat on to the interstate.
Not from a boat, but I was bank fishing last month. I had a live cacohoe 16" under a cork. Through the line out and, as they sometimes do, the cacohoe swam up to the surface just in time for a got damn seagull swoops down and snatches it right out the water. I'm in complete awe as I watch this damn bird fly away with my cacohoe, hook, cork, and line. It finally dawns on me he's still connected to my line so I reel in. He eventually drops it. Now, I'm thinking that shite doesn't happen to anybody else but me as I rebait and set up to cast again. I look around for the bird, pull back and cast out. I'm the gravel road at Elmers Island and I'm trying to get to the middle of that canal so I put some oomph in it. I cast out and I'll be damn if a seagull snatches the damn cacohoe out of mid-air. That's when I called it a day.
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