Friday, August 10, 2012

Bass Fishing High


Apparently, Flower Mound High School has bass fishing team .
Pretty sweet!...Check out the link!

http://www.nbcdfw.com/news/sports/Bass-Fishing-Makes-a-Splash-at-High-Schools-164487956.html

TWF

The one that got away! / shark bait

Catfish lessons

¡hola! ....Well I forgot to blog... : / ...DOH!

I really haven't done much fishing lately...It's too damn hot!

But,.

Earlier this summer I made it out to Kimball Bend Park with some friends and a cluster of  kids for some weekend camping action. Kimball Bend is a park on the Brazos river right before it turns into Lake Whitney. The park is ran by the The U.S. Army Corps of Engineers. The park has been one of my favorite camping spots for years. I enjoy it because its small and doesn't get overcrowded .That part of the  Brazos river is a great place to take a small boat (at least when the water is up) without having to worry about choppy waters .

I was boat less on this trip but, a friend did bring a trailer with some kayaks to play around with. I got a chance to paddle one out for a bit and was really surprised to find out how easy kayaking is. I had expected it to be a lot more work but it really doesn't take much to get yourself moving across the water. I now have kayak added to my wish list! I was able to convince my son to paddle out and set a jug line a little down stream from a bridge pillar. In doing this we learned that life jackets are required by the State of Texas. I assumed the law was only for motor boats, but it does make sense. Luckily he had one in the kayak with him, but his friends in his paddling posse didn't get so lucky. Well at least my buddy, (their dad) wasn't so lucky. It ended up being an expensive weekend for him!

It was a lucky trip for me! I was bank fishing during the whole "minors getting pulled over in kayaks fiasco". A local and myself on the rivers edge had been side tracked while watching all the drama unfold. In the middle of our conversation, trying to figure out what was going on on the river with the kids, he starts jumping and yelling "You got a bite". My pole, about 20 yards away stabbed into a rod holder, was bent over like a rainbow! We simultaneously dropped our beers and ran over to the rod. The local guy was so excited he made it over to the rod and reel quicker than me. He grabbed the pole and set the hook and begin reeling it in. At first I was a little upset, but just watching the dudes excitement was so entertaining, I forgot it was my fish he was reeling in. He soon realized what he was doing and a little embarrassed , handed over the gear for me to battle the fish to the bank. It ended up being a nice size catfish. Nothing huge but enough to be proud of. Especially because it was the only fish caught over the weekend.

I didn't think about it till we were packed up and driving away. The jug line sat down river, the remainder of the weekend, forgotten about. I drove the packed van over as close to the jug line as I could park and had my son put on a life jacket and swim out to retrieve it. He wasn't real happy about it, but it gave me a chance to sit back ,laugh and reflect on the weekend.

TWF