Jeremy Loc: America

👍🏻 Gordon

ghaynes1 Loc: Strawberry Plains, TN

Well, you landed it without net anyway.

HosChap Loc: Deland, FL

In NE Ohio, so probably water snakes.

J in Cleveland Loc: Cleveland, Ohio

Where are you from? I grew up in Perry. The one along the lake.

OJdidit Loc: Oak Creek Wisconsin

One of my favorite memories was from a picnic about 26 years ago. I had the chance to take the kids (1 and 3) fishing at a private lake at the (now) Ex Wife’s Boss’ house. I got the oldest (Brady) setup with a chunk of night crawler below his Power Rangers bobber, just beyond the lily pads. He sat in his chair at the edge of the water while I rigged up a rod for his Brother Bryan. I was about 20’ away and I told him to let me know when Jason (the Red Ranger bobber) went under. Perhaps 5 seconds later Brady yelled “Daddy…Daddy…Jason is gone!” Sure enough, I saw the ripples on the surface and I explained how to lift the rod and set the hook. The water exploded with a 19” LM as it left the water. Not sure if Brady’s jaw or the rod tip dropped first, but I put my hand on his shoulder as I held Bryan with my other arm. My Wife (at the time), the hostess and her husband and Son all came running to see what all the excitement was about. Brady brought it in to the beach all on his own. Mom took Bryan as I helped land the fish on the shore. It was a solid 3 1/2#. We released it with no pics, but caught another 17”+ LM (pictured) a few minutes later. Not bad for his first fish! He was immediately hooked and has become a very good fisherman.
The pic (posted previously, sorry) was used in our Company Magazine under our Fishing Contest page. My buddy who ran the contest had a little fun with the caption. 😉

mistred64 Loc: Grayslake, illinois

I have two fond memories. I was about 12 and my friend was the same age. We walked about a mile and half down the road from our cabin to fish in the creek that ran under the road. It was maybe 2' deep. I caught my PB Northern. Sad that I'm 57 now and never topped it. My friend caught a smaller but nice Northern and a nice LM bass. But we had to walk those fish back and they were heavy. The mile and half became 10 miles uphill. Someone driving by actually stopped and asked if they could have a picture of them holding the fish.

The other story I was about 19 and again with a buddy. Day one we were casting and had a ton of hits but not one got hooked or caught. We'd feel the tug and see swirls on the surface and nothing. Day two they were hitting again, tug with the swirls but we hooked em. We must have caught 15 Northern that day but kept 6. After I cleaned them I said we're not keeping anymore. Next day they were hitting hard again but not as many. We put them all back. It was a crazy weekend. Does anyone have an idea as to what was going on?

audigger53 Loc: Severn, MD

When I was 18 we went to Minn. to visit relatives. One uncle and Aunt had a farm. As I walked across the cow pasture I saw all these little black frogs. About 1 inch long. I took off one of my nylon soakes and started putting Frogs in it. Walked to the lake at the end and to where is emptied out with a road and a culvert for the water to go under the road. i started casting the frogs with a split shot at the edge of the weeds on the lake side. As the frog would swim to the bottom I would lift it back up. Bam, bass hit it! now the limit was 6 Bass, so when I caught the 7th one I checked the stringer(chain with the snaps) and turned to smallest one free. Finally as it started getting dark, I went back to my Uncles house with 6 nice bass and one nice cat fish. I turned the frogs I didn't use back into the cow pasture as I went to the house. i don't remember how many bass I caught that afternoon 12-18? but it was fun. My uncle could not believe all the fish I had brought back.

ghaynes1 Loc: Strawberry Plains, TN

Let me see John if I have this right. Your 3 year old son, back then, shows you up with two great fish and your wife now, kicks your butt when you take her fishing. Great story and pic bud. Just messin with you.

OJdidit Loc: Oak Creek Wisconsin

That is ONE WAY to look at it my friend 🤔😉
MY WAY is to spin it as an example of what a great Coach I am 😂🤪
Have a great day buddy, hope you’re feeling better, getting some sleep and will get in and get that prostate issue taken care of ASAP!

ghaynes1 Loc: Strawberry Plains, TN

You must be the Yoda in the family. The master angler, if you will. Thnx OJ. Have a great one. Stay warm. Go Pack. 49ers could be a tough one.

mbrillhart1957 Loc: Southeast Wyoming

One of my favorite memory's was when I was about 11 years old. One evening I got my bike all loaded up with my 202 Zebco and rod and a small Sears metal tackle box. Tied the rod to my handlebars. Can't remember how I got the tackle box tied on but I did somehow. I think I had even packed something to eat. I can still see that stingray bike with the banana seat all loaded up with my gear.
Got up before dawn and headed off to Gunn Park. It was about a mile from my house. There was a small lake there with sunfish and catfish in it. I had decided to fish for catfish. Baited up my hook with a fat nightcrawler and casted it out as far as I could. Wasn't long I had a bite. Set the hook but nothing. This went on for about 15 minutes. Bite after bite but nothing. I was getting pretty upset over this. Why could I not hook them? Finally, I casted out and just stuck my rod handle between a couple of rocks and walked away. I got about 25 yards down the bank and looked back and my rod was bending back and forth like crazy. I ran back and started reeling it in. In my 11-year-old mind it was an epic fight. Drug it out on the bank and looked down at it. It looked like a bullhead. Only it was about 10 times bigger than any bullhead I had ever seen before.
Fished the rest of the morning and headed home with that bullhead hanging from my handlebars. Got a lot of stares on my way home. I was so proud. When my Dad saw it he said it was the biggest he had ever seen. Later on I had a great uncle who catfished a lot and told him about it. He had caught a few big bullheads like that and he called them a "Michigan Bullhead".
Can remember that day like it was yesterday even though it was over 50 years ago.

J in Cleveland Loc: Cleveland, Ohio

Another great story! I find it so interesting that so many of us where around 12 years old when we had these great experiences. Those are truly magical years when your a kid!

Papa Jack Loc: Indianapolis

My favorite fishing memory was an afternoon I spent with my son in the Boundary Waters. He was 14 the time. He is 42 and still tells tells the story of us catching fish on every cast. I’m not sure is was that good but who cares. He still talks about the afternoon he spent with his dad being the best fishing experience of his life!

Bunyan Loc: Colorado

I didn't get to fish much as a kid. One year, I was probably 8 or 9, a highway construction crew was working through our town of 300 folks. One of the men on the crew took me fishing on a local lake & I caught a prize-winning 2 1/2 lb. sunfish. We entered it in a local contest & I won 1st prize. That's probably a lot of what brought me back to fishing after I retired.

bknecht Loc: Northeast pa

Wow, a 2.5# sunfish is a total pig!