BrutalAB
07-03-2020, 08:10 PM
Ive been doing a lot of jug fishing this summer, anchor the houseboat in a bay and then use my kayaks/dingy to run jugs out in the evening for the night and pick em up in the morning. Well this past week i actually left them out during the day.
A number of boats entered the bay, nothing strange, my jugs are all within 50 feet of the bank, not in anyone's way (also only had 7 out during the day). 16 boats end up tieing together about 100 yards away from us, and about 75 yards away from my jugs.
They are partying pretty hard, and at times its hard to hear my kids talking over their music. I keep an eye on my jugs anyways.
A jug starts dancing. Fish on!
Before i can get into my boat, and go after it, my dad says, "theres some kids doing somerhing stupider than you, they are swimming across the bay."
"Oh well"
"They are swiming to your jug."
A lot of words that will get me warning went off in my head.
So i get in our dingy and try to beat them to it.
But alas, i fail in my attempt. I now have to watch these two kids spin around in circles holding my fish out of the water (best they can anyways) by the line, not the fish.
I make it to the kids and get my fish, they lie and say it swam to their boat and they were just returning it. They of course get some words from me about leaving jugs alone and such.
They are quite lucky it was not one of my overnight jugs, they are anchored to the bottom with a 3 pound chunk of concrete and about 25 feet of line. No life jacket of course.
It was a pretty decent catfish, the experience was a bit tainted though.
A number of boats entered the bay, nothing strange, my jugs are all within 50 feet of the bank, not in anyone's way (also only had 7 out during the day). 16 boats end up tieing together about 100 yards away from us, and about 75 yards away from my jugs.
They are partying pretty hard, and at times its hard to hear my kids talking over their music. I keep an eye on my jugs anyways.
A jug starts dancing. Fish on!
Before i can get into my boat, and go after it, my dad says, "theres some kids doing somerhing stupider than you, they are swimming across the bay."
"Oh well"
"They are swiming to your jug."
A lot of words that will get me warning went off in my head.
So i get in our dingy and try to beat them to it.
But alas, i fail in my attempt. I now have to watch these two kids spin around in circles holding my fish out of the water (best they can anyways) by the line, not the fish.
I make it to the kids and get my fish, they lie and say it swam to their boat and they were just returning it. They of course get some words from me about leaving jugs alone and such.
They are quite lucky it was not one of my overnight jugs, they are anchored to the bottom with a 3 pound chunk of concrete and about 25 feet of line. No life jacket of course.
It was a pretty decent catfish, the experience was a bit tainted though.