03-01-2007, 06:16 PM
1. Bonneville Cutthroat
2. I would have to say Salmon River Kings and Steelies. First of all I am
native to Idaho, & there is nothing in the world like experiencing big
anadramous fish returning to your state, most importantly one as far
from the ocean as Idaho. We must keep educated & do all we can to
ensure this miracle of life goes on for all to behold.
3. Suckers, mostly because as a young lad, every day after school I would run
down to spring creek (Idaho) and try to catch big cutts & bows w/ only
the knowhow of a inexperienced boy. I wasn't educated enough yet to
know the difference between the fight of a trout compared to that of a
sucker. Thus, everytime I hooked up with a fat sucker, (and believe
me they were big), I would think I was hooked into my new personal
best trout. What a dissapointment when my young eyes would see the
big kisser of a sucker come through the water. Now I realize it was
still fun because it was always a mystery for me, & it kept me in some
heavy lifting action.
4. Again, Spring Creek, Idaho as a lad. Each night I would run down to the
creek as soon as I could get off that darn bus & gather my tackle. This
place taught me so much in all aspects of life. Somedays I just wished
I could take Tom & Huck to my fishin' hole, then show them my twine
hut in the trees, constructed all out of bailing twine all woven to form
two rooms & a bridge that connected them. (Thanks to my buddy
Rhett for helping me!) Anyhow, back to my favorite fishin' hole. This
place had a culvert where the local farmer had built a road over the
creek. It had a quick current, so as it came out the end of the tube it
formed a deep hole with eddies & the works. After I had the fish all
spooked, they would proceed up into the dark cover of the culvert.
Then, I would proceed to switch my hand selected nightcrawler over to
my favorite Panther Martin (yellow w/ red dots), and then go to the
front of the culvert & toss it in. The current would take my lure
downstream to the fish, & I guess because of the dark, they hit it w/
no fear. Then the fight was on, as the current was to the advantage of
the fish. I usually could pull out two before they would finally shut off
for good. Then it was back to the birdwatching while drownin' worms.
Thank goodness Mom started making me throw them back after they
started showing up in her freezer, or I might have gone and cleaned
out that hole!
5. Fly fishing. I love the challenge! Also, I love to try & tie up a real winner.
6. Mandatory Fishing Education Course, etiquette, catch and release techniques I'm sick when people hold up a trophy through the gills snap a pik
then think they've safely released a fish, can't stand the freakin litter problem,
we all need to be educated as to what it takes to have respect for nature, and
what it takes to maintain healthy fisheries for all to thoroughly ENJOY!
I could on & on on this subject, but I'm out of room, & late for work.
thanks,
Happy New Member, Afishionado
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2. I would have to say Salmon River Kings and Steelies. First of all I am
native to Idaho, & there is nothing in the world like experiencing big
anadramous fish returning to your state, most importantly one as far
from the ocean as Idaho. We must keep educated & do all we can to
ensure this miracle of life goes on for all to behold.
3. Suckers, mostly because as a young lad, every day after school I would run
down to spring creek (Idaho) and try to catch big cutts & bows w/ only
the knowhow of a inexperienced boy. I wasn't educated enough yet to
know the difference between the fight of a trout compared to that of a
sucker. Thus, everytime I hooked up with a fat sucker, (and believe
me they were big), I would think I was hooked into my new personal
best trout. What a dissapointment when my young eyes would see the
big kisser of a sucker come through the water. Now I realize it was
still fun because it was always a mystery for me, & it kept me in some
heavy lifting action.
4. Again, Spring Creek, Idaho as a lad. Each night I would run down to the
creek as soon as I could get off that darn bus & gather my tackle. This
place taught me so much in all aspects of life. Somedays I just wished
I could take Tom & Huck to my fishin' hole, then show them my twine
hut in the trees, constructed all out of bailing twine all woven to form
two rooms & a bridge that connected them. (Thanks to my buddy
Rhett for helping me!) Anyhow, back to my favorite fishin' hole. This
place had a culvert where the local farmer had built a road over the
creek. It had a quick current, so as it came out the end of the tube it
formed a deep hole with eddies & the works. After I had the fish all
spooked, they would proceed up into the dark cover of the culvert.
Then, I would proceed to switch my hand selected nightcrawler over to
my favorite Panther Martin (yellow w/ red dots), and then go to the
front of the culvert & toss it in. The current would take my lure
downstream to the fish, & I guess because of the dark, they hit it w/
no fear. Then the fight was on, as the current was to the advantage of
the fish. I usually could pull out two before they would finally shut off
for good. Then it was back to the birdwatching while drownin' worms.
Thank goodness Mom started making me throw them back after they
started showing up in her freezer, or I might have gone and cleaned
out that hole!
5. Fly fishing. I love the challenge! Also, I love to try & tie up a real winner.
6. Mandatory Fishing Education Course, etiquette, catch and release techniques I'm sick when people hold up a trophy through the gills snap a pik
then think they've safely released a fish, can't stand the freakin litter problem,
we all need to be educated as to what it takes to have respect for nature, and
what it takes to maintain healthy fisheries for all to thoroughly ENJOY!
I could on & on on this subject, but I'm out of room, & late for work.
thanks,
Happy New Member, Afishionado
[signature]