Post'um here.

Where do I begin.
1...11:30pm about a 10minute walk and find a bunch of people in a poluted area fishing ,,yes they brought everything includeing the play pen for infant.:rolleyes:

2. Guy catches a 30" bass stabs it in the head to keep it from flopping.

3. guy putting away his boat trailer hits the guys out board who waiting for the ramp,,,he hit it three times:laugha:

4. guy starts his outboard, lets it warms up at 5 am....thing is he was in the parking lot.

5. salty venision, yes its a buck

theres still one night to go,,can't wait.

Saw a guy casting a three wayed 2 inch curly tail with a 3 ounch bank sinker and a bobber. lol

Saw a guy casting a three wayed 2 inch curly tail with a 3 ounch bank sinker and a bobber. lol

I saw the same thing yesterday :bl:

2 guys chunking bait in one of RI's biggest bone yards. Of course they leave their mess for me to clean up... f'ng pigs.

:hee: caught a deep diving trolling lure. it was attached to a bead chain with was in turn attached to 4 ft of wire leader. All held together was an overhand knot.

Saw one dude backwinding.

Had a guy drive by me in a marked air down area last night, and watched him get stuck up past the frame, all four tires dug in hard.. about two vehicle lengths past me.. I did not make eye contact, make any comments, continued to air my tires down, put on my waders, get in the truck, and then, calmly drove slowly around him, on my way out :D:ss: ..

he's looking at me like I'm an a-hole.. :huh:...
:hihi:

Few years back I had a good laugh when I met a guy fishing a headless eel, threaded like a worm (S shape with tail hanging down) onto a 7/0 hook, attached to a black nylon leader, using a standup tuna rod and ancient penn beachmaster with 50 lb dacron, from shore.

Didn't laugh as hard the next night when I met him again, using the same setup at "my spot", with a #50lb bass alive on a stringer, "in case I catch a better one".

There is a lesson in there somewhere.

On the Canal all by myself.....guy climbs down not twenty feet from me and his first cast with some metal on a freshie outfit crosses my line right in front of me.... a baleful glare with you are too close muttered loudly and he was gone. :splat:

how about an atom popper with a 3-4 oz. bank sinker tied on so he could cast further out. wish i had a camera

...#50lb bass alive on a stringer, "in case I catch a better one".

There is a lesson in there somewhere.

Yup. It's that 50# bass aren't nearly as "smart" as some folks make them out to be :D

I watched a guy fight a mussel bed and he kept saying I have a monster.
after 20 minutes went by the snag came loose and he had a mussel on
the hook when he reeled it in

how about an atom popper with a 3-4 oz. bank sinker tied on so he could cast further out. wish i had a camera

I have seen that at the lighthouse in M during a blitz.I left.

I had a guy set up 30 ft down current from me in the canal who cast over my line, did't notice that I reeled in his line and cut it. Kept his empty line in the water for 1/2 hour, at that point I left due to the jacka$$ who set up 20ft on my other side :realmad: :realmad: :realmad:

Fished a total of 2 hours this weekend

Saw a guy in a 36 Bayliner last year get a good size bass in the middle of the fleet. First, the damn thing is splashing around behind the boat for 5 mins b/c no one can get it in the boat. Then captain jack**s finally comes of the bridge and gaffs it - after a round of cheers from his crew - he "releases" it.

TattooBob...some of them mussel's really put up a tussel!:laugha:

i seen the usual suspects with the sheets over their heads and the Penn 90,000 spinning reel upside down on the snoopy rod

FISHING THE CANAL

A buddy of mine was plugging the surf on Nantucket one fall when I guy walks up fishing a big Atom popper -with a 15" live eel impaled on the rear treble. He says Hi to Bob, and asks him,"Do you think this will work? The guy at the tackle shop said this plug was good for blues and live eels are the best bait for stripers so I thought I'd put 'em both together..." Bob managed to keep a straight face long enough to say, "Are you kidding me, that's a killer setup!- I wish I had some of those, I'd fish that. Even though it was mid-morning and the only action was on blues taken at the end of his cast with his 11' Ron Arra and a heavy Roberts plug, my buddy called it a day because he knew he'd bum out and lose it if the guy whacked anything on that combo.... Because thats exactly what happened while fishing 'tog at the canal one day when he went fishless for two hours and a couple of guys show up with a Bud Tall wound with blue 60 lb mono and a sparkplug weight, bolo it out and slid out about a 10lber in 5 min...

I went down to a local plugging spot at sunrise monday to see if I could scare up a few quick fish. I get there and theres only one other car in the lot. As I'm getting suited up, I see two rod tips over the dunes. I go on the beach and theres's two people sleeping above the hight tide line under blankets, next to chairs and coolers, with the rods in spikes and lines out. Now this is not much of a bait spot to begin with, but it was low tide and the water was out about 150 yards, with nothing but rocks showing. Hope it wasnt somone from here just crashing, but it was pretty funny. They didnt move the whole time I was out :bl2:

Goose, Those boat ramps are like episodes of the "Three Stooges" from Memorial Day to 4Th of July. My late Dad used to sit at the Green Harbor ramp on Sunday mornings and afternoons and just "watch the show. " The sad part is, if you forget one step of your routine- you can get into some serious trouble so quickly. Most folks tend to get nervous, or anxious to get the boat off and get out of the way. All is takes is a plug left out, a motor left down, or a tiedown removed out of sequence to cause an expensive, dangerous or time consuming situation. My friends laugh at my checklist that I made up for my boat prep, and lanch/retieval sequence- but it has kept us trouble free for quite awhile.... Forgetting something is somewhat understandable, but the guys that are totally ignorant; like running an engine "high and dry" or ramming other people, overloading, etc. are in a whole other category. I don't understand how you can enjoy yourself like that....

Yesterday I saw a boat cruising up to a dock at a ramp going full reverse, the only problem was that his prop was out of the water for some reason.

Earlier last week

Goog reeling upside down and backwards, throwing 1 oz bucktail in a raging current catches a 31#.
Then all you heard the rest of the night was the sqeek of the cooler opening and closing as they kept looking at the fish.

I know this one googer who did an over-night surf-fishing trip to Cuttyhunk ... just as he got off the boat, he realized he left his wader boots back on the mainland...:vamp:


...and this other googer who tried to pet a skunk....:shocked:

Well call me biased but I call this a "spaceout" story instead of a goog story, mostly because Im telling it on myself:huh: . Only thing I want understood is that I was operating on next to no sleep and this occured at roughly hour 42 or 43 of that stretch:) .
So Im at the east end and had picked up one of those Quarrow rods at Mikes in Wareham. Also while in there I bought a used combo he was selling. So I decide to try the new rod and the Ahab reel out for a few casts. :think: Seems reasonable right?:err:
Well Id like to think that ordinarlily Id have at least checked the line beforehand, since I tear off the first 3-4 feet of mono after every time I trout fish I pretty much know Id at least have checked it ordinarily. But I take a light cast without all that. Rod feels nice, reel seems nice too. So second cast I decide to step into a cast in 3 feet or so of water. Well as my luck at that point had it, the line parts just at or just above the 3 oz popper Im tossing and I see that fly off out of the right corner of my eye. The horror comes tho that this was only halfway thru the cast and before Id released, and with all the energy going the rod tip decides to seperate and make this lovely 25 foot parabula into the water in front of me. Luckily its about 7 sunday night and I wasnt into walking so Im fishing the last bit of low tide beach to the left of Pips in front of the jetty, so the rod tip is at least out of the main current. The top goes under but then bobs back up, with Im guessing the weight of the guides keeping it perfectly straight up in the water. Now of course, Im saying to myself...what are the stinking chances of both that happening on a single cast.......all the while also thinking what a moron I am for not checking the line. But Im watching the rod tip move slowly east as well as slowly move in towards me. Only trouble is that for it to make in to me its going to take till after dark. So now Im wondering how long hypothermia takes to set into a 48 year old body since it looks like Im going swimming. I also think to myself at least no one has come down the channel at a fast pace and thrown up some waves. Which of course jinxes me because here he comes now.:scream2: And yes the wake swamps the 4-5 inches of the rod tips ferrule and body that was above water and it sinks out of sight 20 plus feet out from where Im wading, now really pissing me off. Well theres my original stupidity as well as the bad luck out of the way. Guy next to me loans me his snag hook but its homemade with a double twist of tin core solder and not nearly heavy enough to try and toss out so I hike back to the truck both fuming in general and pissed at myself:af: Get my bunker snag out of the truck and get back and while I had marked where I had seen it go down I had no idea how much it might have traveled horizontally. Well something finally went right(one way to put it I guess) since I snagged the tip on the first cast and hauled it in.
lol.....all due to lack of sleep......thats my story and Im sticking to it.:rolleyes:

Watched from the waters edge two headlights wander a path for a good 10minutes before almost walking off a cliff and finally founf a way down to the water... oops... scout spots first in the day light !!! :D

the 'googan' to me is the ignorant, short keeping, fish kicking ,let em die where they lay, couldnt give a rats ass about anything as they walk up and offering you an undersized dead fish thats been shown to 10 guys up and down the beach like a lifetime trophy ??????? upsidedown spinning gear, running up to the surf then stopping and looking at the bait before casting from a dead stop LOL a comedy ...guys deadsticking with plastic shad LOL ...some of us just look at each other and shake heads...they still catch fish ??? this was just on the weekend....

Back in the day when I shore fished alot. (yea I'm a boater)

I watched a guy come to the river, tie on a rebel, cast it out, let it sink, put the rod in a holder and sit down to "wait".,,

Oh and I think the spinning reel was upside down too.

I had one fishing near me a few years ago on the Canal by the RR bridge. I hooked a short bass, and as I was unhooking it with my custombuilt Lami plugging rod under my arm, I hear, "Whoosh, Crack!" next to my head. Numbnut had "sidearmed" a cast head high that crushed one of my Dynaflow guides against the blank, saving my face though... I wanted to throttle him with his Ocean state job lot white telephone pole surf rod, but this dude looked like he just jumped the fence from a prison or mental hospital... When I told my Dad he got on my case for letting anyone get that close, cause one of his old buddies used to spend alot of time fishing the Canal til one night he saw someone lose an eye to an eelskin rig. Now, NO ONE gets that close to me- and I pay attention to whos is nearby esp when landing fish, which brings out the worst in Googans:liquify:

The best Googans are found when the blues come into Plymouth harbor and they congregate on the jetty. I saw one guy fishing a rod minus the tip top, half spool of KMart blue mono. He gets a pu on a pogy chunk and cranks down on the drag, rod doubles- friend screams for him to loosen drag. When he backs it off he doesn't stop till the drag knob flies off- falling in the rock crevice. Then the spool, spinning:wave: :wave: :thanks: God knows what RPM, jumps off and hits the ground, line still smoking off- the spool looks like a ball in a pinball machine,zinging from rock to rock, accompanied by the clink, clank, clunk of aluminum on granite. I almost peed myself laughing when the spool finally shot up to the gathering guide and the line popped.