i am just curious about some of the different fishing techniques some of you may have used or seen used to catch any type of fish. one i have used and worked great was when i was anchored up in bermuda off one of the banks chuming up yellow fin tuna and we rigged a flying fish wired with his wings spread out and ran it down from a kite. i was watching the flyer skimming the tops of the small waves when a huge wahoo took it and i landed my biggest wahoo of my life 104 lbs. It was amazing seeing that fish come out of the water and hit that rigged bait.

Used some large ghost shrimp in Cali to hook a sturgeon :D - nothing special about the method but it was weird ch#^&#^&#^&#^&#^&g that.

I read about a slingshot on the roof of a car once... :smash:

In June of '85, I spent the month fishing a river in a remote Alaskan village and was doing OK with monster rainbows, Dolly Varden and 25+ pound kings on light spinning gear. One night we were fishing the mouth of the river at low tide and found that schools of kings would gather in huge pools and wait for the tide to rise to continue their run. I spotted one king that was easily twice the size of all the others but I couldn't get it to hit a spoon.

At a certain point during incoming, the water level would rise enough for the fish to race through the shallows between pools and get to the main channel. When the big one decided it was time to go, it took off and sent a rooster tail off its back as it raced through the shallow water. At this point, I dropped my rod and started running. I closed in on it about 50 yards upstream as it was entering the main channel and dove on it. I was able to get a hand in its mouth and I wrapped my legs around it and wrestled it to the riverbank.

It was half the size of your Wahoo, but my biggest catch so far.

your off the hook!! cool story!! now thats what i call fishing!!:smash: :smash: as it was entering the main channel and dove on it. I was able to get a hand in its mouth and I wrapped my legs around it and wrestled it to the riverbank. how come you so dry in that pic!!! lol!!
:D

In 1980-82, I ran a lot of ocean racing boats. (The ones with the tall stick thingys in the middle of the deck and the wheel in the back end.) Anyway, there was alot of miles done just delivering the boats from race to race. We would often troll with tin or metal, occasionally with flying fish we would find on deck in the mornings even. Hooked up a mako, barracudas, blues, sunfish and even a sea turtle! We would "reel" them in with these huge cross connected coffee grinders, the big mama winches with 20" diameter drums. Little over kill, but was fun. Given the amount of trolling we did, we really didn't catch squat.

...hooked...lol.....kewl story...:D

..hey, fishin is fishin.......no one said you needed a rod. If you did, it would be called rodding, right??....:laughs:


I was driving by some local waters..(not really in a big hurry)..and noticed a school of pogies breaking well out of reach. (Pogys, yeah...this is quite a few years ago :mad: )...so I pulled over...got my 'emergency 2-piece-a-chit' rod out of the trunk...tied on a snagger...and proceeded towards the jetty to cast at them. I wasn't even getting close to close...:rolleyes: ..they were just too far. I had no plugs that day, only some terminal tackle rolling around the trunk and a pogy snagger happened to be one of em' ... after realizing it was hopeless, I stood there watching them..trying to figure out what direction they were traveling...to hopefully intercept them. They would go down for minutes at a time and then re-appear further away. I knew I had no chance at em'. I remember being sad, and decided to sit on the wall of the jetty just to enjoy the last few minutes they'd still be in site, hoping to maybe see some big splashes and then again, hoping NOT to see any splashes (more salt for the wound when ya can't reach em'). Anyways, as I looked down to position myself...WHAT DID I SEE??

A SWWWEEEET BASS swimming right up along the jetty wall. :eek: :eek: WOW, I was pumped...my heart started racing...I grabbed my rod, looked at my tackle and said oh chit, no lures!!..I looked back at the car..thinking..."was there anything else in the trunk I could use?"...I didn't have time to go check, this Bass would've been gone the minute I walked away from the jetty..I'd never see him if I went back to the car. . . so of course, I carefully dropped the snagger in the water, keeping it close the wall as it decended...maybe 7 - 8 feet ahead of the Bass. I knew I had 1 shot at this. I slowly positioned the rod trying to stay back away from the edge so she wouldn't see my shadow or overcast on the water...and then -

BAMM!! - - - FISH ON!!!!....I gotta say, it's still holds 2nd place in 'time spent fighting a fish'....I don't remember how long, I just remember how tired I was. ... I'd gain an inch...and lose 20 yards . . . had I given her any slack, she would've been history. When I finally landed her...the snagger had opened up a good size cut which the hook could have easily escaped if there was any slack in the line. Come to find out, I snagged her about 2 inches from the tail. Talk about a battle!! Never being able to turn her :hs:...As we both sat there on the shore, I knew she was history, I had taken everything out of her . . . and funny as it seemed, she had taken everything out of me...

..a story I'll never forget - thanks for the thread Mr. Kav :)

this is the type of stuff that makes this site so cool.

Several years ago when I made my first fishing trip to the Naples/Marco Island areas (Florida) with a friend, the first day we were out with a guide looking for snook. It was late in the afternoon, almost time to call it a day, and I was on deck. As the guide polled us around the bend of a mangrove island I saw something in the water just ahead of the boat.

My first thought was it looked like a log. A moment later I noticed it had a greenish back. Immediately I realized it was a BIG tarpon!

I yelled out "There's a tarpon infront of the boat!" and the guide yelled back "Well cast to it for heaven's sakes!!"

All I had was an 8wt rod and 1/0 bunny fly but I cast anyway. The first pass the fish swipped at the fly and missed. Instinctively I made a roll cast back to the spot. Just like in a movie things suddenlt went into slow motion. I can still see the scene in my mind today. It may have only taken an instant but it seemed much longer.

I swear I saw the fish turn around, open it's mouth, engulf the fly, and as it went back under the water the tarpon's eye rolled back and looked right at me on the casting platform!

I fought that fish all up and down and even through the magroves for 2 hours. We estimate it was at least 100 pounds.

I'll never forget that fish.

i can use these stories for my english comp homework ! its funny i had to do homework this morning and it was reading a short story and do vocabulary at the end, it was all about fishing and the words i had to look up were tarpon,drag,pilings,seawall,leader,elongate,anadro mous!! the story was about a blind child asking for help from a man that didnt know he was blind so the child asked him to describe the fish he caught and finally the man figured it out that the child was blind and he got more out of the experience than the kid if anyone of us read this story we would relate to how that guy felt being ignorant to the fact the child was blind he acted like he didnt want to help him like the kid was a bother!! but for that child to catch the biggest tarpon he ever seen "blind" it put him in his place!! awsome story!!

NICE !!! we've got wahoos, sturgeons, barracudas, sharks, blues, stripers and huge kingfish

i just rememebered another story

we were on a sailboat making a crossing from Bermuda to florida delivering the sailboat to someone that sailed it down and flew home. i am so not a sailor and was just going along for the ride and when we started out i decided to thow two lines overboard and stick them in the rod holders that we attached to the rails. well anyway someone brought a teaser reel. A teaser reel is a reel usually at least a 30 that is on just the butt of a rod so it is very short maybe 2 ft long. it is used to set out teasers from up on the fly bridge while trolling for marlin so that who ever is driving the boat can see into the water and let the teaser out or reel it in depending what the raised fish is doing behind the boat. Any way i decided to send that off the back while slowing sailing towards florida. After a while with no luck and lots of weeds I ended up reeling in the two regular rods and i forgot i had the teaser reel out there. to make a long story short after about 12 hours we were just sitting around talking when the reel starts screaming and i reeled in a 20LB dolphin ( mahi mahi )

we all had a good laugh with that one for a while.

no stories that i can tell yet, but i sure do like all your stories.:D

I know that is sounds like I'm full of sh!t, but the story is absolutely true.

Here's a photo of a smaller one making the run earlier that day. This one was probably about 3 feet long.

I may not look wet but the water was about knee deep and the only thing that stayed dry was my head. I remember the 5 mile walk back to camp with wet boots, too.

Another technique that I tried once was more of a location technique. Highly effective, but I'd suggest against it.

When I was about 10 or 11, my grandparents brought me to a trout hatchery up in the White Mountains. While going through the tour, I lingered behind at the holding tank where they kept the breeders and let the group go out of site. I had about 10 feet of line tucked up my sleeve. One end was tied around my wrist and the other hooked to a cricket. I tossed it into the pit and instantly hooked up.

That's when I discovered that my plan was not well thought out.

In addition to using a noose to tie the line to my wrist, I hadn't thought about what I would do after I landed my catch. So, I'm standing there with one purple hand fighting a trout that looked like it swallowed a football, thrashing wildly as it was being hauled it.

Fortunately, as I got the fish to the top the line rubbed against the concrete and snapped and the fish fell back in.

Unfortunately, I was spotted by another guy working there (who came un-glued like nothing I've ever witnessed) and he threw us out after about 10 minutes of threats of prosecution.

I'm still amazed every time I'm able to buy a NH license.

After college I went to visit my sister in Ft Lauderdale and when I got bored I hit the docks and got 2 jobs on 2 deferent deliveries. The first one on the Concere a 52 foot raising boat damn near killed me outside haterus on the way to NY, very, very bad when your on deck hauling in a storm jib at 2 am, when the waves are much higher than your boat is long.

Call me stupid, but I flew right back down with the little money that job paid to start the next one, on a beautiful Crocker 42 foot catch built in Maine. This trip was to San Fran, through the canal, but I never made it, another story, But this is about fish and as a fish head I ask what they are biting, even though we got squat on the boat for gear. So in Panama City, someone coming east says red and white ripped up tie shirts on a 7/0 hook trolled works well. So the captain has the wheel, we are out in the Pacific and I've got his piss ass little boat rod, with some small Penn conventional, with maybe 200 yards of probably 20 lb mono. So I'm dragging guess what, red/white homemade trolling rig and damn dolphin are following it but nothing taking. Nothing, then what to I see but a big ass bill come out of the water and suddeningly the skin is burning off my damn thumb as I tried to put some pressure on this fish. Never got a hook set well, but I've never see line go off a reel like that since. Wouldn't you know that was the only mono on board:(, except for a small hand line. That would be the dolphin I should have landed story if the idiot captain new how to net a fish.

I came to the U S of A when I was seven.... born in Bermuda. While in the airport I had my rod in hand with hooks on the end of the line and everything.....can you beleive my first catch was at logan airport. Yup, a BIG fat lady....hooked her right in the dress. :) my parents we're to happy with me at the time but it's pretty funny when we talk about it now.

no-one can "trash fish" quite like me......if its garbage or something totally stoopid...I will catch it!!!! ever catch a monster skate suctioned to a 3' square of plywood???? what a fight!:laughs:

jenn, you must have thought you had a 50lber on there. how long did it take you to land that skate suctioned on the wood?

Jenn are you sure it wasn't a halibut? some are nicknamed barn doors.:D

TOO FUNNY!
yeah i really did this...about four or five years ago....it was the darn biggest skaye I have ever seen....(yuk) and the board it was suctioned too....i couldnt believe my eyes....or believe I hadnt snapped the line or rod for that matter!!!!!!!!:rolleyes: talk about dead weight....:rolleyes: :D

As a kid, I used to work on a party boat in NY and one day the blue fish were "extra thick and agressive". That day I tried a couple of "experiments". Along with a ladle of chum, I dropped in a hook baited with a pickle, I was hooked up immediatly. A short while later I did the same with and oreo cookie as bait. I strongly feel that if anyone fell overboard that day they would have been eaten alive (like parrahannas)!

Hello Capt. Colby welcome aboard. I fished with you last year, I live in Quincy. I was with the group of phone guys that got you last minut on a friday night. It was the weekend of the Hewitts Cove Tournament. I was the one at the front of your boat.