Anybody got some good fishing trip stories?

My best fishing stories always took place in the spring, when all the husbands packed up and left for the Walleye competion at Lake Erie.

Most of us wives had horses. We packed ourselves and our horses fo a long weekend at camp in the Allegheny mountains. Sometimes Jell-O shots were the evening desert🤸🏾‍♀️😎🤸🏾‍♀️😎

In early summer, those filleted Walleye, ended up on the grill. We all brought covered dishes to eat & drink all afternoon.🤠🤠
 
I have some good fishing stories.
Years ago before we had a house, we went camping a lot. After a while, regular camping just wasn’t challenging enough so we started interior camping, meaning we moved around from spot to spot carrying all our gear. Our favourite places to do this was at Algonquin Park but Killarney and the French River were great places too. We brought fishing gear so we could catch our own food and that we did.
One particular place we stopped at was a place in between canoe lake in Algonquin park. It was beside smoke lake. In fact, part of the appeal of going interior camping in Algonquin Park were all the different lakes together and most of them hooked up and connected by a river. Needless to say we had a canoe.

Anyway we stopped at canoe lake to camp. Once we had our tent set up we went exploring and soon discovered a stream running into Canoe lake . Well I loved swimming so soon was in the water having fun in the flowing water current. Not long being in there, and soon I was joined by some very playful otters. That’s when I realized that the area was great for fishing. These otters not only played in the current but caught fish in the current also so after swimming my husband and I caught some fish.

We had some worms with us to use and it didn’t take longer long before we had a dinners worth of little fish. Most of the ones we caught were little white fish but we caught about 7 or 8 of them. My husband cleaned them and got them ready for eating and soon enough we had a fire and were eating freshly caught fish. They were really good too. The only thing we would do different would be to clean them away from our camp cause that evening we got visited by a few black bears looking for food.
I have a picture of one of them. I wish I could say this was the closest we got to one but it wasn’t.

Our first night at Algonquin Park we had a momma bear scare us in the morning while we were in our tent. Peaking right through our back window. Luckily we had our German Shepherd dog with us who barked really loud which seemed to scare her away.
We know she was a momma bear cause she left all her cubs up on a ledge and we could see them from a distance.

Anyway, that’s one of my fishing stories.
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Well we go down to Clear Water Lake near Piedmont M0 (UFO capital of Missouri) and we rent a pontoon boat or a wave runner and a couple of jet skies. Lazy fishing we put our pole on bells and play poker and drink beer. The Marina pre-cooks barbeque chicken or pulled pork and the fix'ins.
Bald eagle sight-seeing. Big catfish and carp and some crappie.

Sometimes we pull a donut for the kids and have pictures of my boxers riding in the donuts. Of course they wear safety vests. They have large camping area for RV's and tents. Some people scuba dive because there are caves and a town submerged because it is a damned lake.
 
When we lived in Illinois we used to go into Wisconsin every year to the Eagle River area.
Hubby told me how Musky was like the pride of any fisherman to catch and about the contests for them.

I am a person who gets VERY bored if I am not getting bites, hubby can sit for hours and keep trying.
I was at the bored stage and caught a small type perch. Tossed it back in and playing with it a bit when something
hit it just as I was about to break water with it. Grabbed it and I saw my line twirling with the perch in the other
fishes mouth.

He begins yelling ...PULL it in!! I got it just above water and seeing it, it scared the crap out me and I began
yelling cut the line! Cut it...what is that???
It was a musky, the meanest looking fish I have ever seen in real life. He said "If these fisherman here would
have seen you screaming to cut a Musky loose, they would have come and flipped you off the boat"
He explained the musky roll a fish it it's mouth to descale it before swallowing it, that was why the line was twisting.
He laughed for years about that.
 
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