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Fishing in British Columbia => General Discussion => Topic started by: Truecast on September 21, 2009, 05:45:49 PM
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It's obvious that the people on this site take fishing and fish related topics very seriously which is a very good thing but after posting a blurb today about fishing adventures with my 'newbie' wife while out for Pinks I thought it would be interesting to hear about some fishing MIS-adventures...... For instace a few many years ago while new to fly fishing I recall burying a parachute adams in my forehead on a back-cast and had to get the attention of my friend at the other end of the canoe to inspect it for severity before pulling it out.
Look foreward to hearing your stories!
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I buried a big Fly hook into my forearm while Bass Fly fishing . Unfortunately I did not pinch the barb down because we were in Ontario way back in the early nineties. My father in law drove me to the Kenora hospital where the doctor could not cut the hook because I was using Eagle Claw steelhead hooks. He had to get the tow truck guy to loan his bolt cutter and it got done. I was so embarassed to use up so much time at the Hospital, my father in laws whole evening waiting, and me missing the best fishing.
go barbless or go home.
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I recal a chilly and rainy day in november a few years ago. I had spent the morning fishing the nicomen slough for coho and the only thing I succeeded in doing was chill myself to the bone. However being relentless fishermen that my partner and I were we decided to stop at the stave on the way home to bag a couple dogs for the smoker.
I was wearing my neoprenes and a converted pair of snow boots (insulated lining ripped out to make room for my wader feet) when I eagerly began to trot down the embankment underneath the bridge towards my partner who already had his line in the water. Not willing to let him get the first fish I quickened my pace with the less than adequate footwear and began to stumble on the rocks. I made the decision to go down rather than break an ankle :o. When I looked down at the hand I used to break the fall I noticed my thumb in a 'less than natural' position but thankfully my hands were still frozen and I didn't feel much. I continued to fish and gave the only chum I landed to my friend and said goodbye.
In the car my thumb began to thaw out infront of the heater and started to throb and swell to make a long and painfull drive home to White Rock. It remained twice it's normal size for 3-4 days and turned colors not to different from the Chum I caught that day.
Moral of the story.. wear proper footwear.
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Spincasting for coho out of a boat. Snag up my lure and break off. Take out a brand new Croc from package, pinch the barb and toss it over the side only to realize that I hadn't tied it to my line yet. Take out another brand new Croc... :)
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I decide to try an extra long leader with two large beads while bottom bouncing afew years ago.I was standing in the water and the current was going in the wrong direction wich made it difficult to pull the leader to my right hand side,when I casted the bead wiped me right in the back of my bare neck leaving a large welt i've never felt so lucky to not have hooked something I cant imagine what the 3.5 ounce bouncing betty and #1 hook would have done to my neck.I never used a leader over 6 ft since,and I feel I catch more fish.
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my brother had a buddy snag his back while flossing, hit him with enough force to break the 10' leader and leave the hook in my brothers back, fortunate to have light leader, barbless hook (as he should) and long friendship ;). Pulled it out and kept going.
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Always wear a belt when your waiting for your daughter to bring in her fish and the wife is behind the camera
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;D ;D ;D
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Thats Funny!
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LOL :D
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Must be a Plumber by trade! ;D
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Always wear a belt when your waiting for your daughter to bring in her fish and the wife is behind the camera
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This pic makes me laugh my my friend off everytime I see it!
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This pic makes me laugh my *** off everytime I see it!
Could you laugh HIS my friend off too, so we don't have to keep looking at it?!? LOL ;D
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Fishing Johnstone straight with my cousin and a freind, almost every cast buddy and me are catching humpies.My cousin is swearing away so frustrated 'cause we had around 20 fish to the boat (all released :-) So I look down at his lure And he has no hook........ I let Dean know first , then after almost falling in the water we were laughing so hard, he figured it out....ROOKIE!!!
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Spincasting for coho out of a boat. Snag up my lure and break off. Take out a brand new Croc from package, pinch the barb and toss it over the side only to realize that I hadn't tied it to my line yet. Take out another brand new Croc... :)
Been there, done that with my last "Great FLY" that was really producing... tied it off to the tippet and then tossed the fly into the water to keep it clear of the boat/line... It just kept sinking, and sinkng.... :( Fishing sucked after that.
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A couple of years ago I was fishing for coho with a buddy and he had a beauty of a coho on when the hook came out and everything came right back at him. He was able to duck out of the way of the float and weight but not the hook. The hook ended up embedded in his chin and we needed pliers to get it out. I guess the fish got the last laugh that day ;D.
Last year when fishing for chum for the smoker the same thing almost happened except when the hook came out the float hit me in the groin followed by the weight. Luckily the jig missed but the weight was enough to drop me to my knees :'( . Almost makes you think of wearing a cup lol
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I wasn't there, but a friend of mine and his buddy were fishing the west coast of Vancouver Island about a week ago. My friend caught a 12 pound coho and his buddy leaned over the side of the boat to net it. I guess a swell came along and the buddy fell overboard. He had the wherewithal to hold onto the netted fish while he treaded water. After handing up the net and fish to my friend, he climbed back on board.
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a swell came along and the buddy fell overboard. He had the wherewithal to hold onto the netted fish while he treaded water.
Now that's a true fisherman. A rookie would've dropped the fish and the net.
He can be my wingman anytime.
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Years ago fishing with two friends off Sechelt in my boat. We had a herring pail full of herring. My buddy decided to refresh the fish and poured them into the salmon net. Guess what, the holes in the net were bigger than the fish. Two dozen herring gone.
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Worst for me was fishing on the Vedder at Tamihi. It was very cold and raining so my hands were numb. I hooked a chum and had him in shallow water between rocks ready for landing. I was in a bit of a bad spot for landing fish, but given the fish was on its side and looked tired, I placed the rod down for two seconds on the rock as I attempted to grab his tail. He quickly bolted away......before I could grab my rod.
End of my day fishing.
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About five years ago, I was tossing a buzz bomb off of the fishing wharf at Campbell river. Suddenly, boat went speeding by and snagged my hook and line. I held on for dear life as it peeled off about 100 yards of line before finally breaking off. I was just happy I did not lose the rod and reel.
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trout fishing in the interior...hooked a trout and as it came to the surface an osprey swoops down and grabs my fish...I'm sitting in the boat, cursing at the bird for taking my catch, then realize my hook is still in the fish's mouth and my fly line is headed up up up with the bird...I pinch the line, the leeder breaks, and the bird flies away with my fish and lucky fly...
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Well I'll never forget going fishing to a small lake in the Maple Ridge area...UBC had or has some forestry studies going on there for students..... anyways the person I'm with (will not mention who) goes & puts a BAR RIG with two "spoons" & a small sinker. I asked "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH THAT ???" He said"CAST IT OUT & REEL IN " --------------- Well I just went on with a few sentences...telling the person...that is crazy & you will never catch anything with that type of set up................ His 1st cast ...the rig hits the water & BAM he gets a fish on IMMEADIATELY (just as it hit the water) :o ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------SHould add in this story: A really good buddy of mine yrs ago was fly fishing off his dock at Loon Lk as it was getting dark. Suddenly he starts yelling that he's got something on.... I came a running... TO OUR BIG SURPRIZE A SMALL BAT TOOK HIS FLY. I can still see the little thing on the dock... ears eyes fingers wings...If I remember right it got unhooked & it got to fly away............Proir posts has some great stories also !!!
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Hooked a beautiful coho couple years back,, Dad netted the fish and took him away for me, there was a nice big school coming,, as I was rebaiting and casting out again I hear $H!T!!!!!!!! He had left his bonker at his chair and decided to punch the fish out...... Long story short 'Dad hits like a girl'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Its our honeyhole and its sandy with no rocks around...... I will never be unprepared again!!!!
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I watched 1 guy land and kill a pink. He put it in the holding hole in the river. I cautioned him that they can still flop around after being dead for 10 - 15 minutes. Just as I finished saying my bit the fish started to flop around and yup, back in the drink it went, completely dead.
I've yet to see this happen with a gutted fish so gut them right away.
I leaned this when weighing in my steel head at freds and when I put the fish on the scale and he touched it bang this thing was all over the place. It was dead for a good 10 - 15 minutes un-gutted.
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I was on a charter in Tahsis a few years ago and caught a nice Spring - 20lbs or so.
The guide bled the fish out and was leaning over to put the fish in the cooler on the swim grid and a combination of a gust of wind and roll of the boat caused the lid to close on the cooler.
The fish bounced off and went straight into the drink.
Luckily, we limited out for the day so losing the first fish was not a big deal.
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I watched 1 guy land and kill a pink. He put it in the holding hole in the river. I cautioned him that they can still flop around after being dead for 10 - 15 minutes. Just as I finished saying my bit the fish started to flop around and yup, back in the drink it went, completely dead.
I've yet to see this happen with a gutted fish so gut them right away.
I leaned this when weighing in my steel head at freds and when I put the fish on the scale and he touched it bang this thing was all over the place. It was dead for a good 10 - 15 minutes un-gutted.
I poke them thru the spine with a knife, they don't really flop much after the spinal cord is severed. Much nicer to clean a fish that can't flop around, instead of vivisectioning it.
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My buddy and I were fishing for pinks in 2007 in his boat infront of DuncanBar. This woman from shore catches a pink and drags it up on shore. She nails it with a rock. Than she nails it again, again, again etc etc. My buddy counted and she hit the thing in the head 25 times with the rock.
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My buddy and I were fishing for pinks in 2007 in his boat infront of DuncanBar. This woman from shore catches a pink and drags it up on shore. She nails it with a rock. Than she nails it again, again, again etc etc. My buddy counted and she hit the thing in the head 25 times with the rock.
That's funny. ;D Must be her first fish and she didn't want it to get away.
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That's funny. ;D Must be her first fish and she didn't want it to get away.
We thought the same thing. The reason she was doing it ( from what we guessed ) was that every time she hit it the fish moved and twitched so she kept hitting it LOL There must have been atleast 20-30 people on shore but nobody told her anything.
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there was a girl fishing at Duncan bar this pink season...her first time fishing for salmon and she goes and catches a 4 foot sturgeon !!! on a lure :o I wasnt far from her and she hooked it maybe 20feet away from her feet because it jumped right away and scared her to death LOL she promptly passed the rod to her father in law (not confident enough i guess) and he proceeds to land it in a few minutes on the light tackle ;D myself and another guy helped by tailing the fish and held it so she could get into the pics. They are still talking about her down there LOL ;D
Wish i had a pic to show you guys unfortunately my camera was MIA that day :'(
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This pink season I have encountered a new record in my 20 years of salmon fishing - some one helped me land my fish with a net but the fish felt right through a hole at the bottom of the net LOL. ;D
Yes, my fish was scooped up by a net with the help of a good guy. I thought I had the fish for good but it promptly felt through a big hole at the bottom of the net. Luckily the hook still sticks when the fish landed back to the water. I literally had to feed the rod & reel through the hole of the net just to keep on fighting the fish which was finally landed with another net. It is customary in Surrey dock that others will grab any net laying on the dock to help you land your fish - good sports. But some one obviously brought alone a net with a big hole LOL. He must be a c&r enthusiast. :D
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Yesterday morning, I was fly fishing at the lower Vedder canal, standing in about thigh high water. My cell phone rang. I stuck my fly rod under my arm pit and just let the fly line dangle down river. I had to dig my phone out of my pocket and take it out of the zip lock bag. By then the phone stopped ringing. I had to pick up the voice mail, returned the call and had to enter some info on my phone. This took about 3 minutes. While I was doing this some pink bit on my dangling fly and almost pulled the rod from me and I almost dropped the phone in the water. I got the phone packed away and then played the fish in. I always wonder whether fish caught on the fly are just flossed on the swinging fly or if the fish actually bite on it. It is nice to know that the fish will actually bite on a completely stationary fly.
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I always wonder whether fish caught on the fly are just flossed on the swinging fly or if the fish actually bite on it. It is nice to know that the fish will actually bite on a completely stationary fly.
If they were flossed, the hook would go into the mouth from the outside ;D
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A number of years ago my buddy Dave(God rest his soul) and I were trolling for sockeye off UBC in a pretty stiff wind. We somehow got the downrigger cable wound around the prop which promptly stopped. We couldn't get it off in the pitching boat so we were dead in the water and drifting. The wind pushed us right onto Wreck beach where a handful of buck naked guys and one girl came down to the surf to help us. Dave was trying to get the wire off the prop by kneeling behind the motor leg in the sand while two of these "guys" held the boat steady one on either side of him with their schlongs dangling at Dave's eye level about a foot away.Now Dave was extremely homophobic and would not look up at these guys as he worked and they talked to him. It looked like we weren't going to get the wire off when out of nowhere one of the guys produced a pair of pliers. To this day I don't know where he had them stored and I don't want to know. Where was I when all of this was going on, well I was chatting up the girl who had wandered down to have a look. She was pretty easy on the eyes as I recall. Well, with the pliers it didn't take long to get us fixed up and on our way. As a side note, Dave died after suffered a heart attack at the wheel of his car coming home from fishing for coho on the Vedder at Lickman Rd. He was a great fsihing buddy and the image of him kneeling behind the boat on Wreck beach that day always puts a smile on face every time I think of it.
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I would put on gloves before using those pliers
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A number of years ago my buddy Dave(God rest his soul) and I were trolling for sockeye off UBC in a pretty stiff wind. We somehow got the downrigger cable wound around the prop which promptly stopped. We couldn't get it off in the pitching boat so we were dead in the water and drifting. The wind pushed us right onto Wreck beach where a handful of buck naked guys and one girl came down to the surf to help us. Dave was trying to get the wire off the prop by kneeling behind the motor leg in the sand while two of these "guys" held the boat steady one on either side of him with their schlongs dangling at Dave's eye level about a foot away.Now Dave was extremely homophobic and would not look up at these guys as he worked and they talked to him. It looked like we weren't going to get the wire off when out of nowhere one of the guys produced a pair of pliers. To this day I don't know where he had them stored and I don't want to know. Where was I when all of this was going on, well I was chatting up the girl who had wandered down to have a look. She was pretty easy on the eyes as I recall. Well, with the pliers it didn't take long to get us fixed up and on our way. As a side note, Dave died after suffered a heart attack at the wheel of his car coming home from fishing for coho on the Vedder at Lickman Rd. He was a great fsihing buddy and the image of him kneeling behind the boat on Wreck beach that day always puts a smile on face every time I think of it.
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That story is so funny my wife and myself are still laughing ;D
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OK I'm sure this is quite common....back in the days when I used to fish the chuck ....
It was a beautiful summer morning and as I launched the boat, other boats were coming in already limited out after only 1/2 hours of fishing, needless to say I was anxious to get out there. I quickly launched the boat, parked the truck, and started and warmed up the engine. Within minutes my wife and I were bombing out to the fishing grounds at full speed. After about 15 mins of travel at high speed my wife calmly says "Hey, where did all this water come from". Yup you guessed it...forgot to put the bilge plug in, and the bilge has already filled up, also there is about a foot of water is sloshing about in the back of the boat. Holy Crap! that is alot of water!! no wonder I was having difficulty getting on plane!! Well I took a deep breath, stuck my head into the flooded bilge, and inserted the plug....it was a much slower ride back to the launch. Got the boat back up onto the trailer, drained the back of the boat out, and relaunched.
Still turned out to be one of our best days on the water. Installed a high volume bilge pump after getting home!!
I've also spent my fair share of money replacing stuff I "thought" was attached to something before I threw it overboard....anchors...cannonballs...etc.
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Steelie1030:
That story is too funny! Dave was a great friend of mine as well, and I can't tell you how many times he told me that story, cruising home from a long day on the river. You couldn't have fished with Dave without ending up with a couple of classics. Here's my fave:
Dave and I decided to be adventurous and hit the river in the middle of a cold snap in January, after a big snow storm. Couldn't get steelies off our minds, and he was absolutely sure that his old Jeep would have no probs getting up the backroads despite the "top of the wheel well" deep snow back there. We had a few close calls while we carefully made our way upriver that morning, and by the time we hit the backroads our confidence was bolstered to say the least! There were hardly any other "Crazy" die hards on the river that day(wonder why ;) ) so that made us sure that our perilous journey would set us up for an amazing day full of leaping steelhead at the end of our lines. As we began to make our way up one of the backroads, we noticed that there were no tire tracks yet(not a good sign), but that didn't faze us. Dave kept on trucking! We made it about 5k in when the old Jeep sputtered to a halt. Dave tried and tried to get that engine to start but it was no use....we were absolutely stuck. We stared at one another for a few moments before we burst out laughing at the fact that we had gotten ourselves into this mess. We knew we had no choice but to gather our gear and hike out for help. That was what we did. I should mention that the snow was coming down like mad and by this point it was accumulating on the car at an alarming rate. We hiked for what seemed like an eternity.....slow going in the deep snow....and eventually made our way to a prison. We made our way inside....and after the prison guards finished laughing at the two crazy fisherman in full garb....they kindly offered us the use of a phone. Not surprisingly we were the spectacle of the day, as it seemed that each and every prisoner made there way out to laugh at us one by one. Pretty humiliating. At least one guy brought us a cup of coffee to warm up! After calling a tow truck, we made our way back up the road to the head of the backroad upon which we were stuck. Along the way I had a close encounter with either a large bobcat or a lynx....craziest close encounter ever....and it scared the crap outta Dave! We waited at the rendezvous point for 3 hours....and finally....off in the distance....there it was....a set of headlights in the snow!!! We were saved!! But when the truck finally arrived, we were a bit apprehensive.....it was a huge flatbed tow truck:( We told the guy it wouldn't be a good idea, but like Dave, he was sure he could make it. It went ok for the first bit, and in fact I started to think it'd be ok......right up until the point that the flatbed skidded sideways down a ravine, landing against a very large tree that(Thank God) held it from sliding all the way into the river!!! We climbed out and assessed the situation. Gotta give the driver some credit. He actually managed to use a culvert and winched it back up to the road. Needless to say, he went no further, and left us to wait for another truck. As we watched him drive off up the logging road, we once again burst out laughing at our predicament. After at least 2 more hours the next tow truck arrived. This guy was well equipped with an F350 4X4 Tow Truck, and he hauled up that road like it was nothing!! Finally we arrived back at the truck, which by this time was completely buried in snow by this point. Dave swept the snow off the drivers side and climbed inside to grab a few things.....he muttered something about giving it a shot. I told him to go ahead, and that's exactly what he did.....and guess what?! the Jeep started right up, and we were able to drive right on outta there. We followed the completely pi$$ed off Tow Truck driver all the way back to town.
I miss Dave too, he was a great guy, and needless to say I had some of my most memorable adventures with him!!
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:o What the hell was this guy doing?
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:o What the hell was this guy doing?
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You should tell people about the time when you and Steelhead King decided to take a nap before first light on the Vedder...
Or the time when you pushed Steelhead King in the water when he was getting something by the steep bank...
Or the time when Steelhead King pushed you away just before you were ready to make a cast after seeing a steelhead roll so he could make the first cast...
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You should tell people about the time when you and Steelhead King decided to take a nap before first light on the Vedder...
Or the time when you pushed Steelhead King in the water when he was getting something by the steep bank...
Or the time when Steelhead King pushed you away just before you were ready to make a cast after seeing a steelhead roll so he could make the first cast...
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;D ;D ;D ;D too funny. thigs i would do or people i know.hahaha.