Funny surf stories

[baldwin]

Lemme see, Pat. Bat and bunny on the fly rod, coyote balloons, you doing the old bump-and-grind on a boulder in huge surf at Cutty, dancing in full surf gear in a parking lot while young girls drive by with music blaring,...nah, no funny stories coming from me. I'm way too serious.

[Vogt]

Originally Posted by baldwin

Lemme see, Pat. Bat and bunny on the fly rod, coyote balloons, you doing the old bump-and-grind on a boulder in huge surf at Cutty, dancing in full surf gear in a parking lot while young girls drive by with music blaring,...nah, no funny stories coming from me. I'm way too serious.

[Moron_Saxatilis]

I have a story just like the lucky the eel one. I nice family decided to release a 5lb+ lobster while I was fishing in Warwick. I ended up being the seagull though...

[Bronko]

A couple of years ago about 3am, I arrived at a cape beach at my favorite tide. It was one of those pitch black, super foggy cape nights, you know the ones when you need the windshield wiper and defrost at the same time? It was just a heavy air with no wind, a little creepy. When I got there I was the only car in the lot. Put on my gear and trudged the 1/4 to a nice juicy bar. I tossed on a big ole' cape cod rattlesnake and began to wade out. I immediately could hear fish breaking and popping not far away in the dense fog, first cast and just as I reel in the slack I am onto a good fish.

After about a half hour and a few nice bass, I hear an explosion in the water about 20 feet away. It is violent and lasts longer than a "breaking fish sound." I am used to fishing the outer cape alone and I do not spook easy. This was different, this was violent. I began to back up all my senses on edge, now its dead quiet even the fish have stopped breaking, I keep backing towards the beach but facing the surf. I finally turn towards the shore, I am about 30ft from the beach. Then the water between me and the beach erupts and I just see a 200-300lb mass explode towards me. I screamed like a 5 year old girl, I am talking a real b*tch scream. I stumbled backwards and dunked myself..... A freakin' seal had some fish trapped against the beach behind me. I actually spooked him and he took off past me into the deeper water. I had to sit down and regroup. I thought I had a slight heart attack. Then I heard the fish breaking again in the fog and realized I had a 1/2 dozen eels left. So I went right back at it.....just not out as far this time. The fish kept eating.

[The Iceman 6]

I was fishing a back beach on the Cape on July 4th, it was about 4:00in the morning and getting close to sunrise, I walked about 1/2 mile down the beach and the blues showed up, I started catching bluefish after bluefish on poppers and pretty light tackle. The sunrise was just coming up and I was in that false light stage, nobody was around anywhere. I reel in a blue and am about to get my pliers when the blue spits out the popper in the surf line, great don't have to deal with this one. Suddenly out of nowhere I feel a weird breeze and something brushes against my shoulder and arm pretty hard when I go to look at what is happenning, at this point in time I am screaming like a 5 year old school girl and jumping up and down, when I look over - it's a freakin' EAGLE, the thing swoops down and literally takes me out and nails the 6-8 pound bluefish literally 1 foot away from me. I was in sheer panic I tell ya. The Eagle just looked at me like this is my beach, what are you doing here? Picked up the bluefish with ease and flew right to a nearby tree and proceeded to have his free meal. It was pretty cool getting clipped by an Eagle on the 4th of July.

[Bronko]

Originally Posted by The Iceman 6

I was fishing a back beach on the Cape on July 4th, it was about 4:00in the morning and getting close to sunrise, I walked about 1/2 mile down the beach and the blues showed up, I started catching bluefish after bluefish on poppers and pretty light tackle. The sunrise was just coming up and I was in that false light stage, nobody was around anywhere. I reel in a blue and am about to get my pliers when the blue spits out the popper in the surf line, great don't have to deal with this one. Suddenly out of nowhere I feel a weird breeze and something brushes against my shoulder and arm pretty hard when I go to look at what is happenning, at this point in time I am screaming like a 5 year old school girl and jumping up and down, when I look over - it's a freakin' EAGLE, the thing swoops down and literally takes me out and nails the 6-8 pound bluefish literally 1 foot away from me. I was in sheer panic I tell ya. The Eagle just looked at me like this is my beach, what are you doing here? Picked up the bluefish with ease and flew right to a nearby tree and proceeded to have his free meal. It was pretty cool getting clipped by an Eagle on the 4th of July.

I know what beach you were on!

That eagle stole a lot of fish from people.

[Rappin Mikey]

I got attacked by a beaver one Spring fishing the CT River.

[Rappin Mikey]

Well, this one time, on the ferry over to Cutty, I had a very crappy experience.

[The Dad Fisherman]

Originally Posted by Rappin Mikey

Well, this one time, on the ferry over to Cutty, I had a very crappy experience.

Your Chitting Me, Really?

[2na]

The freaky one:

I’ driving the beach one afternoon and I see two of my buddies parked at the end of the beach where the signs are up marking the end of the drivable area. I pull up to my friends and I sense uneasiness. I say ‘what’s up guys?’ and they say ‘look on the other side of the truck’. Sitting on the sand with his back up against one of the posts is this guy (in his late 20’s?) and he has what is left of a dead seagull on his head. They tell me he came walking out of the dunes minutes before I showed up, picked up the bird on the way, sat down and put it on his head. He’s rocking back and forth a little, muttering, then he gets up, walks to the water, starts doing pushups followed by sit-ups…. we leave. The next morning I’m driving maybe 4-5 miles down the highway and see someone walking down the side of the road with a huge backpack made of a blue tarp. As I drive past I see it’s him - and he’s taken the bird feathers and made an Indian style headdress out of it (pretty good one, too.)

The crazy one:

We’re on the beach, middle of July middle of day. Trucks up and down the beach, bumper to bumper (the good old days before plover infestation!). About 100 yards to our left we see rising into the air 7-8 weather balloons and below it is this woman in a lawn chair eyes and mouth wide open. She’s 20 yards up, 30 yards up - we can’t believe she hasn’t jumped. 40 yards, 50, 60 up up and away. Then a couple of hundred feet in the air, a couple of hundred yards out to sea. I call the Ranger Station and get a ranger (Bob). He shows up less than 5 minutes later. By now she’s a speck in the sky, starting to get close to the flight path headed into Logan, we’ve got the binoculars out and on her. But in the time it takes Bob to show, other people are talking to us about her. Something’s not right – we can’t figure out why she didn’t jump? We point out the general vicinity of the launch point, and Bob goes down to a bunch of trucks with bumper stickers IDing them as Shriners. No one will fess up. Finally, Bob lays down the law: He’s got to call the Coast Guard to get a chopper up - peoples lives are at stake – last chance. They fess up: It was a blow up doll.

[JohnR]

I was fishing in Chatham during Tri-State - around 2000/2001 - when we walked the hard packed sands and easy strolls of South Beach fishing the inside towards Morris. Still a short bit before sunrise and in deep fog, our group was into a fairly steady pick of school bass and decent sized blue fish so we are all wading fairly deep to get decent casts out to the fish.

I started to hear an outboard motor out in the fog. For 20 minutes it was slowly getting louder and louder until sounding as if it was going to appear out of the fog at any moment in front of me. Sounded like one of those one or two cylinder popping outboards that make a tinny ringing noise. Caught & released a fish. Noise getting louder.

I asked out to the people around me if they could see the boat. "What boat?" or "Ain't no boat" and the like. Sure enough though, I could hear it and I was even thinking about backing up. Close enough I can almost feel the vibrating of the engine. I asked again. "No Boat! Shut up & fish" was probably the reply. I'm tired but not that *&#%(@ tired.

I pull my bag around to swap out a plug and the noise got really loud, like an outboard with loose nuts and bolts. My plug bag was vibrating? What The Bleep? Open the bag and the looser hooks on my plugs are all vibrating as my cell phone is partially soaked inside a ziplock. Enough water got in to send it into continuous vibrate mode (and cook the phone too) and make all the hooks resonate. No wonder nobody hear the noise, it was all coming from my bag.

[GonnaCatchABig1]

i didnt really have too many amazingly funny stories this year..

one fun one was.. as i was making a trek back to shore (pre wader days) i had my bail open.. and fish had taken the bait not even a minute after hitting the water. it took me about 30 seconds to put together what was happening.. and i nearly lost a finger to power pro in the process. i remember fumbling with the rod over my shoulder and the reel which was spewing out line at a ridiculous rate while in water up to my chest..


i think the funniest though had to be what would have been my first keeper spitting in 7inches of water, and even less than that in distance from my feet. i dunno what happened in my head but something in me said "tackle her!" needless to say i missed horribly and ended up soaking wet. i got just enough of the tail to realize what could have been.. i'm sure all the sunbathers got a good chuckle at that one.. i know my buddy did. and before ya ask.. he was way out n the surf and couldnt help land her. but he could laugh at my attempt.

ahhh... to be a n00b at the hardcore fishing..

we do have alot of fun inside joke type nights though.

[piemma]

Nebe, funniest story so far. LOL!!!

[gldnbear93]

No way to top Piemma.

Two years ago coming off the rocks at BRR. Korkers scraping and making a heck of a noise. Headlamp on. I get to the tall grasses and start onto the little trail back to the car when a teenage boy sticks his head up over the grasses and bolts (toward the big rock and away from me). What the he** is that all about? Smokin' dope?
I take a couple more steps, and girl calls out from the trail-Ican just make her out at the edge of my my lamplight. She is frantically pulling on her clothes and saying "sorry, please wait sorry. I turn my head so she is out of the light. She gets up and chases after her boyfriend.

I'd be pissed at him if I were her, leaving her alone, naked in front of a stranger.

Last year coming off the short wall in the dark just as I am hitting the beach, three college girls rush out of the parking lot stripping off their closthes as they run accross the sand (lit enough to see) and jumping into the water.

[Gunpowder]

Originally Posted by gldnbear93

No way to top Piemma.

unlessssss you got to join in on the fun

[piemma]

Originally Posted by Gunpowder

unlessssss you got to join in on the fun

Don't think I didn't consider joining in. The problem, aside from being VERY married, is you don't know what they would do. Yell rape. Go to the cops and say you attacked them and made them do it. You just don't know. As you get older, you realize that one move could ruin your entire life.

I had a nice show that I watched.

[Gunpowder]

Originally Posted by piemma

Don't think I didn't consider joining in. The problem, aside from being VERY married, is you don't know what they would do. Yell rape. Go to the cops and say you attacked them and made them do it. You just don't know. As you get older, you realize that one move could ruin your entire life.

I had a nice show that I watched.

this is very tru... man i just still cant bring myself to think wat a 20 year old like myself would do in that situation. either like u said there trying to get a charge on u for making them do something and are gonna sue the hell outa ya or that is just the most blatant "i want u now" that i have ever seen. college is easy but not that easy lol

[ThrowingTimber]

Originally Posted by piemma

Don't think I didn't consider joining in. The problem, aside from being VERY married, is you don't know what they would do. Yell rape. Go to the cops and say you attacked them and made them do it. You just don't know. As you get older, you realize that one move could ruin your entire life.

I had a nice show that I watched.

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