Nebe, funniest story so far. LOL!!!

I was on an offshore island fishing with a bunch of club members. One woman had recently bought a new fly rod, and another member was giving her some casting tips. I asked if they minded if I threw a cast or two, they replied affirmatively.
The woman then said, "look at the rabbit". Me, being a hopeless wise-ass, said " I can catch that thing". I threw a cast that landed the leader over the rabbit's back, and he gave a little hop. I then threw a roll cast, just intending to scare him off a few feet. The rabbit took off, so did the line. He ran under some bushes, then under a stack of lobster traps. "Now you have to get my fly back", said Deb. I walked over, pulled on the line, and met with some resistance. I thought it was caught up in the weeds.
I pulled firmly, and hauled out the rabbit. The line had tangled around one of his legs, and the hook tangled in the leader. I picked it up, untangled him, and said "here's your rabitt". I released it unharmed.
That rabbit is now my personal largest in my short "mammals" category, which includes a bat I caught some years ago on the Branford River.

I slipped and fell on the rocks twice this season, :bl:

Baldwin, that is some funny %$%$%$%$.

Tynan, you want to read another funny one? Go to the "articles" link on www.connecticutsurfcasters.com and read "Bycatch". It's the story of the bat I caught years ago.

Even better.

Fowl and feesh with one cast..............
 

This was during the all day Boo fish blitz from Oct's full at WHLH.

I got there about 30 mins into first light, and went straight to the first blitz I could see, which was in the bowl on the west side of the light. Don will kill me for this, or I should kill me, for using AH Sr Spooks in the middle of the toothy ones, but I was already loaded with a cremesicle spook and decided to launch one into the fray.................

Much success was to be had by any and all who made decent offerings to the ravenous yellow-eyed demons. After working my way to the rip between the couch and the point, with many more blues ~all boos, all the time~ C&R, I spent some time tossing jigs and storm shads in and around the whole eastern side of the light to no avail, and was done with tha blues................

I'm about to leave and I meet this chap from the Bronkx who's had enuff as well, when this huge blitz goes off in the boulder beach before the wall ~that looks kinda stripey. We both hop the fence and engage, tons of fun and no striped ones. I move a little closer to the center of the cove and make a distance cast to the farthest edge I can reach towards the open current when this young gull gets entangled in my braid as I am taking up the slack, and wham a 27" bluefish nails that cremesicle spook. So now I'm fighting both, and doan want to hurt either. The blue is somewhat cooperative and gives up the fight with some ease, once I stop him rather abruptly. Now, I have to save the gull.

The 4'-6' waves keep rolling in and the boid keeps taking on water, but has resigned himself to being a victim of his misfortunate set of circumstances. Now, the bird is close and the blue is settled. I go to release the gull, and he commences to attack my korkers. So, I tell him, "If ya wanna get outta this mess, old bean, ya gotts ta work wit me! Stay cool and you'll fly away." He gets it, I grab the very end of one wing and unwrap the knot, I grab the very tip of the other wing and unwrap it, and he takes off. I then proceed to land the boo, give it a quick measure and release neither species the worse for the wear.

I laughed about that one for awhile, still do...................:bl: :bl: :bl:!

Around and Around
 

While fishing the Race one morning many, many years ago, I had just smoked breakfast and walked down to the beach and got in the picket line. I was using a popper with a teaser and small (5-7#) blues were being caught. I hooked up but the fight was weird even for my altered condition. The line would go slack and I would gain then the fish would pull like hell take line left then right. After a few minutes of this I saw I had a double of bluefish. I was in the water about boot-top deep when they both raced towards me and wrapped around my akles. I tried to back up and fell back over on my A**! Now Iam sitting in the water laughing hysterically while these fish are flopping around. I am not making any attempt to grab them cause I am laughing so hard. They finally break off and are left on the beach by a receding wave. I was able to untangle my feet grab my fish and go back to the Jeep still laughing.

He didnt mention in his story that he was driving with his knee :angel::rotflmao:

Vic:
You're killing me!:jump:

Happy Holidays!!!!