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hooked · 02-06-2003, 11:55 AM

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.

02-06-2003, 11:55 AM	#13
hooked Registered User Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Bedford, NH Posts: 626	Hatchery fishing 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.