catfishing stories

[ducky]

Stormy nites are the best i pray for rain evertime i go flatheadin

[Seanstone]

Well, I'd like to tell you all of a story where I fought and landed a huge fish, but this story doesn't involve a huge fish and lacks a happy ending. I went fishing (Bass Fishing) in my friends pond at about 10 in the morning. I threw a berkly power bait 8" black worm for a while, then ended up throwing some crankbaits. I caught a few small bass under a pound, and a couple a little over a pound. Then it happened. I threw a crankbait parallel to the bank and it got crushed, pulling drag before I had time to set the hook. It made a few large swirls and I started to picture myself holding an 8 or 9 pound bass, it got a little closer and I noticed the typical channel cat slime on my line. I soon landed the channel cat and began to inspect the treble hooks. He managed to bury both treble hooks in its mouth. I took it around the pond and showed my friend and girlfriend how large the channels had gotten. It was a little over 6 pounds in 3 years. (They were 8-12" when we put them in there.) I began to work the treble hooks out of the fishes mouth, while holding the fish about waist high. The channel was quite unhappy and began to violently shake, then it happened. I remember looking over to my friend and my girlfriend and their eyes where wide open. Amanda was as pale as a ghost, and Rylan still with eyes wide open and mouth ajar began walking slowly backward. The channel had buried its pectoral spine in my hand. It just so happens that they go in alot easier than they come out. At one point I had the fish dangling from my hand jerking up, down, and side to side. We finally worked the fin out of my hand and released the fish. I then went down to the house and got all bandaged up. I then continued to fish for two more hours, and ended up catching a 3 pound bass. By the time I got home, my hand was the size of a softball. I went to bed that night and woke up the next morning and my arm was twice the size of the other arm. Time to go to the hospital.(It turns out, I am the only person to be admitted into the Adams County Hospital to ever have been stabed by a pectoral spine.) I ended up getting some medicine to ease the pain and swelling and kill the infection. Rough story huh. It gets worse, I was told I had health insurance from my dads work. Well it turns out that I didn't, and since I was 19 at the time it was my bill to pay. $550 dollars later I had learned my lesson. Next time I'll put her down before I start working out the hooks. I'll never forget the faces Amanda and Rylan made thought, I still chuckle every time I think of it.

[Smoothkip]

Man that's a story now! Ouch