The Electric Mobile Worm, Part IV
Jul 11, 2020 20:52:43 #
Jeremiah and I drove back to the friend’s ranch with great anticipation and he could hardly wait to see if he would be able to catch a large mouth bass on the lone remaining Electric Mobile Worms we had.
Now I had warned Jeremiah that since it was now into July and the summer heat was hitting 100 degrees and even higher, it was unlikely we would have much luck in the heat of late afternoon. But, since this was the only time we had available, we would give it a shot. However, the first order of business was to check out whether there would be any remains scattered around where the last known combat had taken place.
I am sure you remember there had been a battle royale between a large rattlesnake and the two escaped Electric Mobile Worms last time. The snake had swallowed one and had the other one pierced by his fang. The one the snake had swallowed and tried to regurgitate had become stuck because of the fishhook embedded in its body had caught and hooked in the throat of the snake.
When we got on the scene, I had shot the snake in the head to put it out of its misery. So, on our return trip we were anxious to see what had happened after we left. When we finally arrived on the scene of the combat, it was obvious serious struggle had taken place there, in addition, there were only bits and pieces of snakeskin and rib bones.
We had been correct in that coyotes had eaten the dead snake, and maybe a Electric Mobile and all, as far as we could make out. What was not clear was whether they had also consumed the two Electric Mobile Worms.
Since the ground was only sparsely covered with random short sprigs of grass an weeds it was easy to see where several coyotes had dined upon the body of the snake, leaving pieces of its skeleton strewn about in the form of both skin and rib bones. Upon close examination, we were able to find only one small piece of one Electric Mobile Worm. It was obvious now both had also either been consumed or carried off from this location.
Since there was nothing we could do, we decided to get back to the pond and wet a line. We unloaded the truck, got out the rods and reels and got serious about fishing along about sundown.
After unloading the truck, setting up our chairs, I opened the zip lock bag and carefully remove the one final Electric Mobile Worm we had. I tied it on Jeremiah’s line, and he cast it out into the pond with the touch of a future expert fisherman.
Since senior frog had not performed in a spectacular manner in the past, I decided to go with a spinner bait which was painted to resemble a perch. We were both watching Jeremiah’s line while I cast two or three times with the spinner bait in different directions. Not a thing happened on either line. We were beginning to think this was a wasted trip until Jeremiah’s line began to move. I told him to open the bale of his spinning reel and allow the Electric Mobile Worm to work its magic. However, this time it must have been a perch or sun fish that was curious because the line stopped moving.
While we were debating whether to call it a day, the rancher came up in his ATV and greeted us. We returned the greeting and waited as he parked and walked over and began to visit with us. He said that the night after we were there last time, along about an hour before daylight there was quite a ruckus and sound of a fight came from the area around the two ponds. He was just beginning to eat breakfast, so he waited until he had finished before coming to investigate. Once he arrived on the scene, there was the partially eaten snake and small bits and pieces of a plastic worm, or even perhaps two. He had remembered we had been talking about this Electric Mobile Worm but was not sure the remains were what was left of one or both.
It was completely dark, and we decided that since the weather was July hot, the ponds were at a low level and the fish weren’t interested in our Electric Mobile Worm, we would have to wait until cooler weather and a rain storm or two. There was no question, but Jeremiah was quite disappointed. On the way home, I told him that I would make some phone calls and see if we could arrange a trip to the Gulf around Galveston and find out if the Electric Mobile Worm might attract some pelagic fish there. Just Sayin…RJS
Now I had warned Jeremiah that since it was now into July and the summer heat was hitting 100 degrees and even higher, it was unlikely we would have much luck in the heat of late afternoon. But, since this was the only time we had available, we would give it a shot. However, the first order of business was to check out whether there would be any remains scattered around where the last known combat had taken place.
I am sure you remember there had been a battle royale between a large rattlesnake and the two escaped Electric Mobile Worms last time. The snake had swallowed one and had the other one pierced by his fang. The one the snake had swallowed and tried to regurgitate had become stuck because of the fishhook embedded in its body had caught and hooked in the throat of the snake.
When we got on the scene, I had shot the snake in the head to put it out of its misery. So, on our return trip we were anxious to see what had happened after we left. When we finally arrived on the scene of the combat, it was obvious serious struggle had taken place there, in addition, there were only bits and pieces of snakeskin and rib bones.
We had been correct in that coyotes had eaten the dead snake, and maybe a Electric Mobile and all, as far as we could make out. What was not clear was whether they had also consumed the two Electric Mobile Worms.
Since the ground was only sparsely covered with random short sprigs of grass an weeds it was easy to see where several coyotes had dined upon the body of the snake, leaving pieces of its skeleton strewn about in the form of both skin and rib bones. Upon close examination, we were able to find only one small piece of one Electric Mobile Worm. It was obvious now both had also either been consumed or carried off from this location.
Since there was nothing we could do, we decided to get back to the pond and wet a line. We unloaded the truck, got out the rods and reels and got serious about fishing along about sundown.
After unloading the truck, setting up our chairs, I opened the zip lock bag and carefully remove the one final Electric Mobile Worm we had. I tied it on Jeremiah’s line, and he cast it out into the pond with the touch of a future expert fisherman.
Since senior frog had not performed in a spectacular manner in the past, I decided to go with a spinner bait which was painted to resemble a perch. We were both watching Jeremiah’s line while I cast two or three times with the spinner bait in different directions. Not a thing happened on either line. We were beginning to think this was a wasted trip until Jeremiah’s line began to move. I told him to open the bale of his spinning reel and allow the Electric Mobile Worm to work its magic. However, this time it must have been a perch or sun fish that was curious because the line stopped moving.
While we were debating whether to call it a day, the rancher came up in his ATV and greeted us. We returned the greeting and waited as he parked and walked over and began to visit with us. He said that the night after we were there last time, along about an hour before daylight there was quite a ruckus and sound of a fight came from the area around the two ponds. He was just beginning to eat breakfast, so he waited until he had finished before coming to investigate. Once he arrived on the scene, there was the partially eaten snake and small bits and pieces of a plastic worm, or even perhaps two. He had remembered we had been talking about this Electric Mobile Worm but was not sure the remains were what was left of one or both.
It was completely dark, and we decided that since the weather was July hot, the ponds were at a low level and the fish weren’t interested in our Electric Mobile Worm, we would have to wait until cooler weather and a rain storm or two. There was no question, but Jeremiah was quite disappointed. On the way home, I told him that I would make some phone calls and see if we could arrange a trip to the Gulf around Galveston and find out if the Electric Mobile Worm might attract some pelagic fish there. Just Sayin…RJS
Jul 12, 2020 06:44:11 #
Robert J Samples wrote:
Jeremiah and I drove back to the friend’s ranch wi... (show quote)
Looking forward to Part V Robert...😉
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