woodguru Loc: El Dorado Ca

We spent a summer in Altus Oklahoma and stayed at a rundown motel by Lake Altus. This was right on the river so we boys pretty much fished everyday.

Some country local boys took us with them to check their trotlines, this entailed wading in chest high muddy bath warm water that had zero transparency. They start telling us about 11 foot alligator gar, which to be honest had us pretty damn freaked out, especially the stories of gar attacks and hundreds of stitches.

We pull a line over, and there was a sizeable catfish head only from what looked like about a ten pounder, they tell us that's what a big Gar does, just rolls and cuts that head right off.

One of the boys had managed to get ahold of about a four foot branch with sharp twigs, and ran it across my legs as we were being told about the dangers of Gars, I am not lying when I say I was walking on the top of the water, my feet and hands were going so fast they said I was on top of the water all the way to the bank, at which point I liked to have killed myself getting up the muddy bank. They were laughing so hard it's a wonder nobody drowned.

I never really did find it nearly as funny as they did.

saw1 Loc: nor cal Windsor

And I bet them ole boys still laugh about it ever time they think of it.

Old75 Loc: Broken Arrow, OK

Reminded me when I was a young man in and a friend my same age (19-20), his younger brother (6’5”) headed to San Antonio in a 64 yellow Olds Cutlass to see their aunt and cousin. The cousin had a hobby of collecting snakes. The afternoon of our arrival from north Texas we spent watching the cousin ahow off his snakes. He had a couple of cobras in separate cages. He got one of them agitated then would pass his hand like a pendulum motion in front of the open cobra cage. The snake would strike and miss every time. If that wasn’t enough, he helped a boa shes its skin. All that was just to setup the rest of the story. The next morning, the cousin, my friend (6’0” maybe), me (6’2”) and the tall little brother head to Mexico in pursuit of great drinks, food, and especially, shell I say inexpensive) senoritas. We didn’t strike on any of the targets and headed back in the wee small hours of the morning with me and the tall brother in the back seat of the Cutlass struggling for a place to put our legs. The older cousin did the driving at around 80-90,while the rest of us slept. That is until he jerked the wheel, slammed on the brakes, got out and went back and picked up a snake. He then, opened the trunk, pulled out a toe (gunny) sack and put the snake it, then in the trunk. He headed us back to SA while we all slept. At sometime the long legged brother put his legs between the two front seats. His foot must have nudged his older brother as the old brother came up out of the front seat slapping between the seats. He had questioned the cousin about the snake possibly getting out of the toe sack and had been dreaming that the snake had indeed escaped.

Huntm22 Loc: Northern Utah. - West Haven

Fun times!!

Robert J Samples Loc: Round Rock, Texas

You might find my story, Cleopatra, Queen of Red River, interesting. Go To search and type in this title. Just Sayin..RJS.

Old75 Loc: Broken Arrow, OK

I did find Cleo II and left a comment. TY.

fishinphil

oh oh...the hills have eyes iv

Old75 Loc: Broken Arrow, OK

When I,was much younger, I heard of a young man said that he would never scuba dive again in the river below Denison Dan because of the large fish he saw. Catfish if my memory is correct.

Robert J Samples Loc: Round Rock, Texas

Yes, I suggest reading my story entitled "Cleopatra, Queen of Red River", which was posted some time last year and is in our archives. Just Sayin...RJS