Was on my way home from work in Misquamicut, and as is my habit in the fall I drive by monahans on my way home.. Well.. this one Sept PM, was a friday, and happened to see a few people hooked up.. Drove over, got out and saw them railing cocktail Blues... figured what the heck, grabbed my rod and went down the end all by myself (most were in tight to the ramp) started casting a hopkins and teaser... hooked up, double header... happened three times.. the third time a nice asian couple with very expensive gear came sliding down near the guy catching em two at a time... The gent hooks up.. gets the fish in, and while attempting to unhook it manages to get the sencond set of trebbles hooked in his jeans dangerously close to his "special area" then starts hollaring to his wife to get the pliers... After I stopped laughing I put my rod away and went home, by that point 3 people had turned to 20 or so and that was enough for me... went back out and bagged some bass after dark that night, nothing special, but at least they had stripes....

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race point last august.


Me and samadams327 are driving down back beach and we see a guy pulling a bass out of the sand about 20 yards down. So we stop about 15 yards from him. I get out and throw a pencil popper, on my second cast I get one about 31 inches I throw it back, while me and sam are hooked up a guy in a little truck comes racing towards us gets out casts every time I would hook up and land a bass he would move closer. He says to me "must have the special lure ha there guy". I said yeah what are you throwing. Turns out to be a rapala magnum deep diver foot long plug. Then I see this guys rod and its a convential rod with a spinning reel on it. And yes he was using it with the spinning reel facing up.:smash:

Yah the famous backwinder!:laughs:

I fell down in the canal, slipped on those @%$&% rocks. My wife was with me, she said I looked like a beached Walrus.

I've seen alot of people fall down in the canal, some real bad accidents to, compound fractures, split open heads.

I lost a rod when the rock that was holding the rod holder "let go" (bad rock),on a big fish. Oh well, such is fishing.

I was once casting a new rod on third beach. I had no hook on , just a sinker , for casting practice. A guy came by , looked at my rig , and told me he didn;t think I'd catch anything cause it was too cold in january!

Charley Moore Outdoors show!:smash:

rocket launching rod & reel
 

I was fishing down at Powderpoint in Duxbury this past August.
Chunking squid and mack to the blues that were there. A friend of mine brought the family down for an evening of fishing. He and his daughter had bought new gear and were looking to get a few blues themselves. I ALWAYS tie my rods off because the fish can pull any rig ove the railing, and I stated this fact to my friend and daughter more than one. Wouldn't you know, the daughter didn't tie off, and didn't loosen the drag, turns to her dad and LIFTOFF, her rod and reel sail 20 feet out into Duxburt Bay. She was heartbroken after loosing her brand new rod and reel.
I laughed and explained to her that that had happened to me years ago, before I fully understood the nature of surfcasting and bridge/pier fishing. opefully she'll not forget this lesson.

I also saw someone chunkin' mack on a freshwater rig with 8 lb test. He kept complaining that the fish kept breaking him off.
(I happened to see the last two attempts.)

Last sept on a weekday afternoon I was fishing a local jetty on the outgoing for bones and albies with my youngest son...we both had light spin rods with 10# test and a small lure on the end. My son gets a small blue fish and I hook into a albie...he lands his I lose mine within sight of the rocks. The fish are breaking within 20' of the jetty but are picky. There are a few small blues in the mix. All of a sudden a guy comes running down the rocks in long pants and nasty ol brown street shoes. He holds a large really old POS spinning rod and really old rusty reel that has hardly any line on it and you could see it was really old. He has a sinker and a hook on it. On the hook, he has a HUGE eel, I mean this thing is 24"+ and as thick as your arm. It scared my kid it was so big. It is bending over his rod. He rudely pushes past me and walks right up next to my 8 yo son standing on the last exposed rock on the jetty. Holding the rod/reel UPSIDE down he makes the worst cast I ever saw. The sound was nasty as the line was pulling on the spool since he only had about 40' of heavy mono on there. He casted to the end of the line and began reeling in the eel and sinker like those guys at montauk working pencil poppers. The grinding sound made my sons face cringed as he looked at this guy. I could not help myself from laughing as my 8yo tells this guy, (very polilty) you're holding the rod upside down. I walk up to the fellow and ask him what he hopes to catch with that boa-constrictor at 2:00pm on a sunny day and they he might consider something a little smaller and even ofered him a small hopkins to have. (he needed a lot of help this guy) He looks at me says nothing and makes another cast...this time the top half of his two piece rod goes for swim along with his snake. For a moment I thought I was on one of those gotcha shows. There are ablies and a few bones boiling all around us now and this fellow is scaring the fish by putting a anaconda in the water. My son with a little 7' tsunami rod rifles a small yo-zure jig into the school and hooks another small bluefish. This guy puts his rod back together and makes another heave (still upside down)...this time the line parts at the spool knot and he looses his rig. He walked away and my kid says..."That was a wierd guy dad, I don't think he knows how to fish....LOOK I can see his eel on on the bottom!" I replied...Hey...we have to be nice to that guy...its derby time.