Last Monday I was windsurfing and when I was out in the middle of the lake I noticed a Large Mouth Bass on its side with the fin moving a little. And as I got closer I noticed a nice big Rapala in its mouth. So I turned my board around and layed down the sail and swam out to get him. I think the Bass was on its last breath, he could not eat, because this lure was really stuck in its mouth. So I took off my bungee rope fron the boom and tied one end to the back of my foot strap, and the other end I tied around his mouth.
It looked pretty funny to sail into shore with a big bass tied to my board.
I felt like I was trolling.
It turned out to be a nice 5 pound bass, and a very nice Rapala lure.
It was a good day.
I have a picture, but not sure how to share it on this website.
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Great fishing story. I'm sure those fisherman were pissed that one got away from them. A memorable one for me was grazing a big loon that happen to come up out of the water right in front of me going full blast on my carve. 2 years ago at Mille Lacs there were lots of huge Walleye floating in the water that were hazards.
Hoping to get out at little green by forest lake on Monday afternoon - it should line up with straight south winds which works great at the lake, much better ramps than Ramsey or other local lakes.
Kevin O
Hoping to get out at little green by forest lake on Monday afternoon - it should line up with straight south winds which works great at the lake, much better ramps than Ramsey or other local lakes.
Kevin O
Kevin Ousdigian
This topic reminded me of this story.
About 4 summers ago in the Gorge at the Hatchery I was sitting in "my spot" in the shade next to the river replacing the duct tape on my hands when I noticed in the smooth water near shore a rather large fish rolling onto its side. A local Japenese sailor, Ken Somethingerother, was jibing near the rocks and noticed it as well. He immediately jumped off his board and tried to grab the fish. By now I could tell that this was a very large fish, some kind of salmon 3/4 the length of Ken and it was still very much alive!! Well Ken starts wrestling with this huge salmon and they thrashed about for a while and Ken was not gonna let this fish get away. Ken's rig slowly drifted away as he finally got control and began swimming it towards his rig. He pulled out some spare rope and tied the fish to his back footstrap and sailed it towards shore and tied it to a bush at the edge of the river.
Being proud of his catch he began showing the 40-50 pound Chinook (with a huge gash in its side probably from being hit by a fin) to other folks gathered around when Utah Guy sarcastically says, "You'all got a license to take fish outa that river?" (he's the big guy that wears the cowboy hat and has the old Winnebago Brave) Well Ken being a nervous sort takes him serious. Brian wanted to take a picture with Ken and his catch and send it to Windsurfing magazine, but he would have none of that! He instructed his buddy to go get a beach towel so they could wrap the fish and scurry it off to his truck without anyone noticing.
Every time I see Ken in the Gorge I remember that day, too bad Utah guy had to be a smart ass or I'd have a photo to share.
About 4 summers ago in the Gorge at the Hatchery I was sitting in "my spot" in the shade next to the river replacing the duct tape on my hands when I noticed in the smooth water near shore a rather large fish rolling onto its side. A local Japenese sailor, Ken Somethingerother, was jibing near the rocks and noticed it as well. He immediately jumped off his board and tried to grab the fish. By now I could tell that this was a very large fish, some kind of salmon 3/4 the length of Ken and it was still very much alive!! Well Ken starts wrestling with this huge salmon and they thrashed about for a while and Ken was not gonna let this fish get away. Ken's rig slowly drifted away as he finally got control and began swimming it towards his rig. He pulled out some spare rope and tied the fish to his back footstrap and sailed it towards shore and tied it to a bush at the edge of the river.
Being proud of his catch he began showing the 40-50 pound Chinook (with a huge gash in its side probably from being hit by a fin) to other folks gathered around when Utah Guy sarcastically says, "You'all got a license to take fish outa that river?" (he's the big guy that wears the cowboy hat and has the old Winnebago Brave) Well Ken being a nervous sort takes him serious. Brian wanted to take a picture with Ken and his catch and send it to Windsurfing magazine, but he would have none of that! He instructed his buddy to go get a beach towel so they could wrap the fish and scurry it off to his truck without anyone noticing.
Every time I see Ken in the Gorge I remember that day, too bad Utah guy had to be a smart ass or I'd have a photo to share.
I almost peed my pants when Mike retold that story to Brian S and myself around the campfire 2 years ago. I've tried to retell it but it's not the same.MikeD wrote:This topic reminded me of this story.
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You mentioned that Ken knew how valuble the fish was, probably non of the other sailor did. I can just imagine his eyes bugging out as he saw it and then leaping from his board on the fish from a full plane.
Thanks for telling that one again!