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My Fish Finder Main => General Fishing Discussion => Topic started by: Bean on Mar 06, 2004, 07:47 AM
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In the BubbleHeaded forum you can tell about some of your fishing blunders or your fishing partners blunders. Just a thought, because we all have a few humerous stories or mishaps to tell.
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I've driven several miles to fish, and forgotten my waders before, more times than i'd care to admit!
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a few years back while fishing the warm water discharge
at dunkirk harbor in a small cartop boat in january for trout at night ,my buddy after drinking a few to many beers forgot to let go of the anchor (25 lb weight) while tossing it in and ended up in the water,it was about 15 degrees out and by the time i got him back to the launch 5 minutes later he was glazed over with ice.
another time a freind invited me to fish in an old boat he just bought and 100 yrds from the lauch he gunned the motor and it ripped the back of the boat off - we had to paddle the partialy submerged boat with the motor and stuff hanging on by the steering linking-it got a few laughs from the other guys that seen us from the launch.
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I've driven several miles to fish, and forgotten my waders before, more times than i'd care to admit!
At least you can wade wet. Kind of tough to fish when you have waders, a vest, and a reel but you leave the rod leaning in the corner of the den...
We should get together on days like that. Something to be said for teamwork!! ;D
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::)Went canoeing, brought the paddles, life jackets, fishing equip. food,,...Mmmmmm? What's missing??
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Launched my boat on I-Bay one morning at about 3AM....Forgot to put the plug in....
No biggie I thought....
Jumped in... put the plug in.... backed the trailer down... partially loaded the boat ....drained the water out....
Not bad really till I re-launched the boat forgetting to tie off the rope to the trailer....
Dove in the water and swam after the boat.....pulled it back to shore then realized that I was soaked head to toe with summer bay water and I had to move my 1 week old Bronco with beautiful new velour seats to park it......
No problem I thought.. "No one 's around" ...
Stripped off my wet clothes and threw them on the top of the truck and parked it.....
The problem occurred when the Irondequoit Cop pulled into the parking lot to check for mischef and I was sitting naked in the front seat of my truck with my clothes on the roof.
It took a bit to convince him I was sober...
Probably safe to say that the story is still told around the Irondequiot PD. :-[
RG
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lmao, good one rg!
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That is funny! ;D this would be a fun board, or at least a thread.
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I think we could do an "Adventures In Boating" forum as well.
Launching stories alone would be hilarious. There's some busy launches around here that you can take a chair and some beverages and simply watch in awe and laughter as the weekend warriors try to back up their trailers and launch the boat.
That morning was my personal best ;D
RG
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RG
I think you win, Thats a tough one to top. ;D
Shark
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Yeah Mark,
Every once and a while there's "one of those days"...I'm thankful they're not too frequent.
RG
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After reading some of these posts, I've realized that" I am not alone" ;)
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I help run a landing/bait shop in Michigan. This past summer we had a boater tie up to the dock and go to get his truck. After 20 minutes of looking he came storming into the shop claiming someone stole his new truck and trailer. We called the police and they took a full report. Meanwhile a friend of his came into the shop and said that he had just seen the truck parked upriver about 5 minutes away. He had launched at a different landing. It took a lot of talking on his part to convince the police he was sober!
FTD
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My father-in-law is my main fishing partner. When we go together we take his boat. His particular method for launching is to wrap the bowline around the trailer winch and then "bump" his brakes to get the boat off the trailer. The bowline keeps the boat from floating away. He uses this method because his car is only two-wheel drive and he is afraid to back in too far. It is also easier to launch when by yourself.
Anyway, we took my wife along one trip for landlock salmon on a lake that is notorious for high wind and strong current/waves at the launch. This particular day the wind was blowing out towards the lake from the launch. She being ever so helpful noticed that the bow line was all wrapped around the trailer winch. So, she undid it thinking that it was accidental.
Needless to say the three of us watched the boat as the current caught it and took it out to the middle of the lake! Fortunately, there was a bass tourny going on and another group was kind enough to stop fishing and fetch our boat!
On another trip, my father-in-law forgot to wrap the line around the winch himself in his haste and he didn't have his plug in to boot! Let's just say that it was early season, the water was really cold and he got mighty wet pulling his boat off the bottom of the launch! ;D
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RG,
Do you still blush when you tell the story? Thanks for sharing!
-Reelcharacter
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Fellow Bubbleheads,
If we learn from our mistakes, it sounds like we must have an awfully smart bunch here in the "Bubbleheaded" group. :)
On route to achieving my fishing PHD, (I am still a long, long way from getting there), I have managed the following:
Cast my pole and watched the tip section make a beautiful arc out into the water. Have usually gotten it back (yes, I have done this more than once).
Watched as my Coleman lantern slid from the rocks on shore into 4’ of water. No, it did not keep lit, otherwise I would have kept fishing. Yes, did retrieve it without going for a swim. Fortunately, I had forgotten my flashlight often enough in the past to have remembered it this trip. Oh, and the batteries even worked in the flashlight, since I have forgotten to check them often enough in the past.
Have forgotten my auger when ice fishing, paddles when canoeing, need I add more examples?
Clearly my most "bubbleheaded" day was spent covering the ice with some newly acquired ice fishing oriented Christmas presents from my new bride. Yes, she once even supported my fishing affliction. I covered a lot of ground looking for fish that I never did find on a cold blowing 10 degree day. Finally settled down with two holes over deep water inside my new little dome tent. Shortly realized how darn cold it was after a little while jigging at different depths. Tried to light the Coleman for a little heat and to peer down the hole, but to no avail. (This was a couple of years before the same lantern took up swimming lessons). Learned later about the cold/gelling effect on liquid white gas. Fished a while longer, bound and determined not to return home empty handed. The explosion in my tent finally sent me home packing and fishless. I had brought two cans of Coke-a-Cola that did not fare well at 10 degrees temperatures. If you ever had a soda can explode in your freezer, you know what I refer to. The shock of an explosion between your feet (at first I thought it was the Coleman) I will leave to your imagination.
Glad to be in good company as I continue on with my fishing PHD.
-Reelcharacter
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gotta admit those are great stories and glad I don't have any to add at this point ;)
Jon
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Reelcharacter,
I'm well beyond the age of incidental blushing.
Jon, You're the king of personal disaster
I'm not buying it ::)
RG
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Bob,
Thats true, bad luck finds me.
You all have already heard bout my big fall pike fishing though. Still have the rod and reeel and thats what counts. ;)
Jon
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Rgfixit, so your the one my cop neighbor told me about. Yep makes more rounds than the police station.
I seem to fall into this catagory as well. Here's a couple.
Winching my boat onto the trailor at Seneca one winter I decided to let my truck run to gain heat. I took it out of gear and forgot the emergancy brake was on it's last legs. I got the boat out of the water and the weight pulled the truck down the ramp and into the water. I jumped in and water was already past the running boads. Hit the 4 wheel button, slammed it in 1st and drove out. Roy Japp, owner of the marina and a couple guys ran out. I camly said " this is the redneck way of cleaning salt from under a truck".
How about when your 12 year old son catches around a 25 lb muskie on 2lb test and when you hold it up to weigh it, the fish shakes, hits a seat and flips into the water. At least we got one picture.
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Sandman,
You're better off than the 2 sunken vehicles i've encountered.
One was at the Pittsford launch to the Erie Canal. We were trolling for walleyes and when we returned to the launch there were several boats milling about as if they were waiting to pull out. We trolled a bit more and went back to find 2 fire trucks and a tow truck all hooked together attempting to pull a submergd Blazer with trailer attached from the canal.
The rear tires of the trailer had dropped over the edge of the ramp and were caught. When they got it to let loose and pulled it out the trailer was destroyed and the truck had been submerged to the roof top.
The other was at I-Bay late one evening. I pulled up to the south end launch to find 4 guys standing on shore looking at the hood of a Buick. That's all that showed above the water.
Another good one I saw was a 25' Bayliner abruptly launched ON the ramp. They unhooked the safety chains on their bogey wheeled trailer and started to back down the ramp. It slid right of and landed about 6' from the water in the middle of the ramp.
RG
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I camly said " this is the redneck way of cleaning salt from under a truck".
That was great Sandman! LOL! ;D ;D
Jon
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me n a bud helped another guy save his boat once at JC Murphey Lake. His son forgot the plug and was holding the line at the dock while the dad parked the truck. Well, the kid wasn't paying attention and you could see the 10horse slowly going down in the water. By the time the dad showed up a few explicitives were shouted at the boat and they were trying to pull it up on the dock.
A 1436 wareagle is not a light boat to begin w/ but fill it with 100g of water, you got some serious weight.
They got it halfway up and water was now coming in over the transom. So they were trying to push down on the front to get it out of the water.
I run about 210 and my buddy is 240s, it took the three of us putting all our weight on the front to get it onto the dock. The guy was pretty appreciative though. :)
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I suppose that since we are all such "extraordinary" fishermen, we need these moments to keep us humble?!
(Funny thing about the word extraordinary, “extra” – beyond that which is needed and “ordinary” – of no special quality or interest, plain . . . :)
-reelcharacter
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Someone needs to go get the original bubblehead and have him post his own stories about his mis-adventures. Anything he has to tell you tops anything you have read on this or any other site. Problem is that he would find a way to cover everyone with his hot chocolate bazooka thru the monitor and have you smirking and thinking to yourself " :'(hey I just got bubbleized :'("
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A couple of years ago i was fishing for Channel cats.The fish were biting really slow, just nibbling on our baits.I was tending the fire ,when I got a few taps on my pole. My buddy said "Hey, you're getting a bite!" I said" Let him take it." Well he took it allright.My pole bent in half and flew out of the Y stick and rocketed into the river with me running after it.I lost a nice spinning combo,and I was done fishing for the night. My buddy almost wet his pants laughing at me.
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SM,
That is a "reel twist" on "the fish that got away", (pole and all . . . :)
So where did the term "Bubblehead and/or Bubbleheaded" originate. ???
-Reelcharacter
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SM,
So where did the term "Bubblehead and/or Bubbleheaded" originate. ???
-Reelcharacter
Reelcharacter, You'll have to ask "Fat Boy" that. I think he was the one that termed the nickname for a fishing friend. It goes back to posts in IceShanty.
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Thanks Bean,
Hope the FatBoy drops by to fill us in. This topic has suddenly gotten awfully quiet. Must be we are the only ones who have "bubblehead moments" ???
-Reelcharacter
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We're the only ones willing to admit it anyways.
I always figure I may as well laugh at myself right along with everyone else. ;D
RG
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about 3 years ago before our vacation, i was getting the minnow bucket ready. washing it out, you know the drill. so i was trying tho put the lid on and SLICE!. took off the top of my left middle finger. ;D. only 3 stiches later i was fishing. and of course, i hook into a very large pike and it breaks open the skin. :D. that was fun. still got him. 32 inches(large for my time) and pretty thick.
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I was telling my friend Dave at the shop about the "bubbleheads" and he reminded me of one .
I slipped onto a pond near my home for a few casts one early summer day. Took a baitcaster and a Rattletrap to see how the pike were hitting.
Made a couple of casts and caught a nice 4 lb'er. After landing him I realized I had no pliars and he had swallowed my lure deep.
Holding the fish, I broke off a small forked sitck and started to free the lure from the toothy critter. As I worked on the lure he trashed and implanted the trebel deep in my thumb along my thumbnail...well past the barb.
Now I had the fish in one hand trying to control him and my impaled thumb attached to the lure still firmly anchored in the pike's mouth. I bit the line off, put the pike under my foot , grabbed a branch and dispatched him.
After freeing the lure from the victim, still buried in my thumb, I went to the gun shop. Walking in, Dave asked " How You Doing". I held out my thumb with the rattle trap hanging and asked if I could borrow a pair of pliars. He groaned a bit and helped out.
I froze the thumb with ice, pushed the hook through and cut it off. ( the hook that is)
We both ended up a bit pale and I don't forget my pliars any more.
Lesson Learned.
RG
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Last year ( I think it was April) my buddy and I were bound and determined to go fishing because he hadn't been fishing in a couple of months and his old lady was driving us crazy.
So we got his 16' all ready and launched out from southern Port Bay, NY. He failed to tell me the 40 horse had a weak coil. It was kind of windy at that time but not too windy. We unloaded the boat and he took it out by himself to make sure that it was running ok.
The water was so shallow he ran up into a mud shallow. After 20 minutes of revving the motor back and forth he had to jump in the water up to his waste and pull the boat off the shallow. When he got back he still wanted to go even though he was soaked, so we packed up and went out. I should've known something was up because it started real hard. So we almost get to were we are going on the east side and get hung in another mud shallow. Once again he tried revving the motor back and forth with no luck. By this time the wind was really starting to whip and there were a few white caps starting to develope. So he jumps back in the water and I grabbed an oar and we got ourselves out of that one. He tries to get back in the boat and falls in completely while trying. Then the motor wouldn't start and he killed the battery trying. Meanwhile the wind is blowing us at about 15 mph towads the ice that still hasn't melted about half way down the bay. After pulling one of the plugs out I found it was getting no spark. That's when he told me about the coil starting to break down last year and he had forgotten all about it. OH MY GOD MAN. I could have belted his dumb a$$. But the good news was he had the new one on board that he was going to replace it with and a tool box. By this time we have been pushed onto the ice by the wind and I was starting to take the motor apart over it. Of course we have no phone or radio. My buddy is now blue from being so cold and curled up in the bow covered up with life jackets. Being extremely carefull not to drop any parts it takes me about an hour to change the coil. Well the coil worked and we were getting spark now. So I try to start it and remebered the battery was dead. I went to pull it over and guess what? The freiken rope breaks. AHHHHHHHHHHH. GOD HATES ME. So I cut a piece of anchor rope and continue to take the motor apart AGAIN. By this time I was really concerned about my buddy because he wasn't saying much and when he did say something it didn't make any sense. It took another hour to put new rope in the recoil and is now almost dark. By now the wind was blowing so bad it was blowing spray into the boat and the waves had pushed us about 10 feet onto the ice. Finally got it all back together again and after about 5 pulls, she fires up. THANK GOD. So I get my buddy up and he didn't look good at all. We pushed ourselves off the ice with oars, dropped the motor, and hauled a$$. We got back to the launch and my buddy jumped in the jeep and cranked the heat. I got the boat all loaded up and secured, went to plug in the light and popped a freiken fuse. Not wanting to take any chances getting pulled over with my already great luck I put a jumper wire in the fuse box. My buddy's old lady was still crabby when we got back and didn't care that we had had a terrible day and could have died. He came down with pnuemonia and she was Pi$$ed at me for weeks saying it was my fault. OH WELL.
That is to this date my most terrible boating/fishing experiance. We laugh about it jokingly now, but then it was scary. I guess you could say that we have deffinately learned the hard way. Oh yeah, found out afterwards he burnt his water pump up from sucking up all of the mud from the shallows. :P
What a day!!
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wow what an ordeal !!your friend is lucky he didnt develop hypothermia in that cold being so wet he was lucky to have you on board...it would seem as though GOD must love you both ;)
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this isnt that bubbleheaded but it happens to me a lot when I ice fish.
I set the hook so hard that i fall over backwards into the snow. Kind of cold.
Also, one time, I drilled a ton of holes on the lake, well it was a windy day. After a great day of laker fishing, I was walking back, and wasn't thinking. I was looking at my feet. Well, I crashed into about 10 of my old holes going back to shore. The wind probably blew the snow and ice chuncks left from drilling my hole over the hole. Now, I shovel the holes
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there are some good stories here and now its time to tell mine. went out fishing one day and everything was fine untile we were going into the marina. we ran out of gas! so a friendly fellow asked us if we needed a tow and since we were stuck said sure. so instead of tieing the rope to our boat my buddy decided to hang on to it. bad idea!. the guy towing use started to go in and al of a sudden moco man holding onto the rope went head over heels into the water. we did get the boat in. it was funny to see.
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builditrite:
No doubt. :)
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RG,
All I can say about the thumb is OUCH !!!
Reminded me of when my brother and I were teenagers. He got a new pointed blade Exacto knife for his model car building and I got some fishing gear. Young kids with new toys have to try them out right away or carry them along wherever they go. Well we did both.
We went casting and retrieving in a little open bay off of a creek near our home. The brush was thick in places, so we were a little to close to each other. With one cast the younger brother smacked me right in the forehead with his rod tip. As I rattled of an impressive series of “expletive deleted” and before I had even used up all of the words I had in mind for him, I noticed something. His red and white Rapala spoon was hanging just over my right eye. With one hook buried in my forehead, the line had broken off after his rod hooked this big sucker on the back-cast.
Couldn’t imagine how mom would handle me coming home looking like that, so we proceeded to take carte of it ourselves. Did everything wrong. Started a fire to sterilize the Exacto blade, then dipped it in the water before surgery. I tried to cut it out at first and finally made the kid do it, as he could at least see what he was doing. Fortunately, I do not think it was terribly deep, as I do not recall a lot of blood, but the hook barb was buried.
Think we took a few more casts after extracting the lure before heading home. Should have given mom more credit, she seemed to take it all in stride. The brother went on to become a Computer Engineer, guess the sight of blood still makes him feel faint.
-Reelcharacter
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We're the only ones willing to admit it anyways.
I always figure I may as well laugh at myself right along with everyone else. ;D
RG
They say "Laughter is the Best Medicine" ;)
-Reelcharacter