02-08-2002, 06:14 PM
ACE I am [shocked] you in a fly shop?<br><br>I know what you mean as a kid my neighbor was a lure craftsman and tour guide he had built a swimming pool in his basement for the sole purpose of building spoons and testing them for King Fish lures. He gave to me a sample package of stick on material. All kinds of flashy sparkly glittery glow stick on material I have yet to find this material anywhere. Ed Cruse has been dead for better than 20 years now. He had given some spoons that he had made. They were supposed to whistle in the water. <br><br>I lost them to the “Hog” in Kelsey’s pond. (A three-acre pond in the back of Kelsey’s Farm – my other neighbor.) A thirty-inch large mouth bas that had been planted there by Grandpa Kelsey the year the pond was dug back in 1965. He was the monster of the pond. All the kids in the hood came there to try their luck with the “Hog.” That “Hog” had ate every thing that I through at him, and then some. What I mean by that is one day I was bound and determined to catch him. I put on a 70-pound test mono on my reel. (Zebco 202) tightened down on the drag and proceeded to Kelsey’s Pond. After a few hours of catching hundreds of stunted gills, I latched on to him, and before you could say jack sprat he had snapped my fiberglass pole in half and then I herd the rifle sound of the 70-pound test! My heart dropped to my feet that day and I learned a profound respect for that “Hog” <br><br>No one had ever landed him, ever! So by now you are probably wandering how know that the “Hog” was 30 inches in length. The “Hog” passed away, not by the hand of man but by the hand nature. The winters freeze of 1978 with its 3-5 feet of ice covering all the lakes and ponds in the area. I had found him lying up on shore,
dened by the site I left him in peace and sped the word to the hood. Every one came out to pay their last respects. For a part of our youths had been striped away that day. Grandpa Kelsey once had told me that the “Hog” was about 17 inches when he was introduced to the pond. The “Hog” originally came from Reed Lake through the ice on December of 1965. <br><br>In many ways now, I am glad that I never caught him. <br><br>Before I forget dose any one know where I can find that sticker material? <br><br><br>[cool] “Don’t forget to wiggle your jig.” davetclown
