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Post by muskiehunter on Oct 14, 2010 23:32:25 GMT -4
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Post by keesvanderlaak on Jan 3, 2011 11:23:05 GMT -4
nice!
I once been fishin' in some spare time before a office day.. I wrote a story about it tho!
I will translate it this week because it is in dutch.
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Post by keesvanderlaak on Jan 8, 2011 12:10:46 GMT -4
This is my first translation, still a concept that could contain lots of language flaws..
I will have it edited soon, enjoy..
October mists
Early on an cold October morning I got out after a quick breakfast and a strong cup of coffee.
With a minimal amount of gear, a medium light spinningrod, a box with several lures and a pair of pliers for unhooking, I get on my old bicycle and I get out on the empty roads of the still sleeping city.
Arrived at the pond just outside of the city I find silence, a peace-full serenity.
The pure overwhelming silence makes me remember fishing trips of my childhood, when I was still free and careless as I strayed along the local ponds on early mornings.
Quickly I gear up my rod, I connect a Jointed lure on the swivel of a steal leader.
Time to cast, towards that nice row of reeds. With a soft sough my lure disappears in the fog bank as I hear it touching the still mirror like water and almost instantly wrinkles appear from under the fog bank towards me.
With a smooth routine movement I close the bracket of my spinning reel and starting to retreat the lure slowly, the wiggle of the lure makes the tip of the rod shake.
The moist air outside creates drops on the rod-blank just before they drop in the water, one by one.
After a succession of several throws I start to move to other places around this pond that contains lot’s of exciting bushes, water-plants and weeping willows.
This nostalgic setting makes me decide to change the jointed lure for an Ondex un-weighted spinner-lure. A conservative kind of lure that really should be included in the tackle-box of any game fisher. In the past it has already proven its qualities, Jan Schreiner expressed his fondness for this lure in his book called Flashing Nylon, a book I've read with pleasure when I was still a young kid and got me excited about vintage fishing tackle ever since.
As I’m changing lures I saw in a short glance some baitfish jumping just along the reeds, this display of active predator hunting ascended my heartbeat and fills me with adrenaline.
Quickly I throw the lure just past this spectacle and start to retreat the lure.
Too bad! no bite.. try again, this time I’m giving the lure a bit more time to sink a bit deeper in the water before I start to retreat the lure. At this time I already have forgotten the whole world around me as I am in pure concentration. Suddenly a strong jerk on the line followed by a vortex in the water, A take!! Now where talking!
Immediately I see that I'm dealing with a huge Musky because it’s jumping out of the water.
Just seems she’s giving up that easy but appearances can be deceiving, just about 6 ft out of the bank she has turned around and starts taking line as my rod is bent completely, I can feel it bending in the cork handle as the Musky delivers a great struggle.
After a few minutes of drilling she gives up and I can take her out of the water by grabbing one of her gills. Right away I noticed that this is an older lady, the dark patern on her flanks and some scars of old wounds telling me that this is an experienced hunter.
With a little luck I can remove the hook. The tape measure does not lie, she is really 34 inches long and she has a nice healthy posture.
With a euphoric smile I quickly let her back in her habitat, with a gentle tail motion I see her descending in the water and because of her perfect camouflage she quickly disappears for my view.
After an inspection of my equipment to continue fishing my phone starts to vibrate in my pocket, it is the alarm that reminds me that I have to get to the office within one hour because there is a day of working ahead.
I grab my stuff and get on my trusty bicycle to get back home for a cup of coffee.
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Post by casey10 on Jan 8, 2011 20:20:36 GMT -4
Nice story!! Makes me wish all the snow was gone so I can get back to fishing muskies.  |
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Post by muskiehunter on Jan 11, 2011 2:58:16 GMT -4
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Post by keesvanderlaak on Jan 11, 2011 13:53:12 GMT -4
you guys are both native speakers, is the language a little ok? or do I suck totaly with my english?
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Post by bacon on Jan 12, 2011 17:40:13 GMT -4
kees, your english is quite good really. i dont think anyone here has a hard time reading what you type, glad to have ya here
bacon
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Post by keesvanderlaak on Jan 13, 2011 12:44:57 GMT -4
kees, your english is quite good really. i dont think anyone here has a hard time reading what you type, glad to have ya here bacon Thank you so much! |
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Post by keesvanderlaak on Feb 4, 2011 19:27:33 GMT -4
People, note that I am planning a trip next sunday, I will try to make a nice story out of the experience. I'll get back to you about this.
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