story time..what the heck
I tell my buddie "hey look at me" as I crank (and I mean crank) my 6500 on a 3-4 blue. the freakin thing gets about 7 or 8 ft from me jumps right at my head. I do a quick block with my forarm, the exposed trebles stick into my forarm. Blue fish is going absolutly nutts on me(it still had all the life in him) I was wading approx. 200 yrds out. My budd finally comes over and grabs the freakin thing. After un hooking it we go to my house where we made several attemps to pull it out,the pleirs kept loosing their grip. ER time.
The second time I was way out in a colman catchin, you guessed it blue's, I told my bud "the one who catches the most would have to buy breakfast next time out" I cranked that fish in so hard and once in the canoe there was no place for it to go. It was goin nutts. when I realized the treble was in the tip of my finger, it was to late. It felt like the hook hit a nerve, My buddie had just put a fish in the canoe himself and it seemed like forever. What made it even worst was he was in the front and he had less control of the canoe, we where a ways from the truck and a couple hundred yrds from shore in open water. All I could do was squeeze the fish with my knee's to keep it from moveing, each time it would bite down on the plug I would yell. I kept telling my bud I was feeling faint he said i was white a ghost. When we got to shore we find out the bottem trebles are in the roof of the blue's mouth way in, lucky we had a knife with us ad cut its head off to get at the trebles. Any suddle movement i could feel it all, my finger became swollen and look very nasty I then had to walk well over a mile and half back to the truck, one hand holding the other. I get back he had everything put away and ready to go. I hate needles. The doc said he had removed many hooks and asured me it would be easy one...MY A$$ he tried cutting the hook with a small pair of bolt cutters wouldn't cut, he put all his weight on them, wouldn't cut. a second pair finally did it. Then he had a real witch of a time tring to pull it out. when my wife showed up I was covered in blood from the waste down and stunk like blue blood.
What did I learn. DO NOT CATCH BLUES.
but it you must,use a barbless hook. I use way more caution now, some times you get caught up in the heat of fishin and can't wait to set the hooks into that next fish .....screw that. I USE BAIT.
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