Thread: Now that it's almost over

Ain't nobody puttting me in water and rubbing nothing on me. Let's get this straight right here and now, I'm drop dead gorgeous, but I'm spoken for.

Wannabe...

you just sling ALOT of poo and that there in itself may kill off the fish. LOL

Don, I am wondering the same thing...about the crappies that is. This is the first year that I've fished for them in a long, long time, and even when I did fish them regular, we never fished deep water. It was either fishing the spawn or fishing a private lake. Now, I want to catch these boogers year round 'cause I like me some crappie eatin'!

Now bout some bream. I ain't been since probably mid to late 90s, but Trace Lake between Tupelo and Pontotoc was the best bream lake I'd fished. The water is crystal clear, and you can see the beds from a mile (not really but meant to express a LONG WAY off) away. I'd like to make it back over there, but the crazy thing about the bream is that I can (or used to could) catch them pretty much anytime of the year. Without a doubt they are my second favorite fish, to catch and eat, but right now, I'm still all about the crappie!

I gotta figure out how to catch them consistently in deeper water. I am a'learnin'!

Do tell Rip, are you holding out on me?

and man, I used to have some good one's to fish in back home in Newton. Dad was the town barber so I got to go about any place I wanted to. One pond had Bull Blues in there that were close to 2 pounds each and you wanna talk about pulling on a flyrod or cane pole. MAN, now that was some fun. Sitting ther pulling them in off the bed, one after the other. Only problem with those old farm ponds was Mr No Shoulders was always looking for your stringer to get a free meal. Throw ya a rapala on top of a 4 foot long cotton mouth and see how they pull. LOL Thought my Dad was gonna beat me the day I did that

Don there ain't nothing like some fried bream with a side of cottonmouth..YUMYUM

Originally Posted by DonDon

and man, I used to have some good one's to fish in back home in Newton. Dad was the town barber so I got to go about any place I wanted to. One pond had Bull Blues in there that were close to 2 pounds each and you wanna talk about pulling on a flyrod or cane pole. MAN, now that was some fun. Sitting ther pulling them in off the bed, one after the other. Only problem with those old farm ponds was Mr No Shoulders was always looking for your stringer to get a free meal. Throw ya a rapala on top of a 4 foot long cotton mouth and see how they pull. LOL Thought my Dad was gonna beat me the day I did that

Yall are bringing back some great memories. My grandad had a small farm near Arkabutla and we could roam all over, fishing ponds for big bluegills. We would just carry a Zebco rod and reel with a bobber, split shot, and bream hook. We caught cricketts, worms, grasshoppers, grubs, we even knocked down a few wasps nest and used the larvae to catch em. This was in the late 50's and early 60's. I'm now in North Texas and the bream fishing ain't worth a hoot.

did that as well. Guess who had to knock the down? LOL Those big ole red wasps will hurt ya. With my Dad having his barber shop, we raised Worms at the house to sell so I always had plenty. That and we TRIED to raise mealy grubs. Ya'll ever use cock roaches as bait? They work pretty good. Best chinkipen bait was Catalpa worms though, they'd wear them out