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Beer+Bonfire+Friends=Life's greatest questions

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This came up a couple weeks ago (don't ask how) and I wanted to get your thoughts and ideas.

Here it is:

You are blindfolded and hogtied by the mob. They put you into the trunk of the car and take you to a lake/river/stream. You have 20 minutes to catch a fish or you will be killed. What lure are you going to use assuming;

a) The fish has to be a legal catch, no snagging allowed.

B) The choice for rod/real/line is unlimited.

c) No live bait

d) Fish species or size does not matter.

What are you going to throw?

My answer: An 1/8 ounce jig head with a 2 inch white twister tail.

Sidenote: As you can imagine this led to several more beers and hours of debate fun!

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Easy, pink and white flu flu jig tipped with a Berkley Powerbait 1" grub under a bobber on a 6' medium light rod and 4 lb test.

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id suggest switching brands of beer. grinconfusedlaugh

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Easy, pink and white flu flu jig tipped with a Berkley Powerbait 1" grub under a bobber on a 6' medium light rod and 4 lb test.

That's exactly what I would use. You can't go wrong with pink and white flu flue. I would probably use gulp maggots though.

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Easy, pink and white flu flu jig tipped with a Berkley Powerbait 1" grub under a bobber on a 6' medium light rod and 4 lb test.

Exactly! I would switch to a Gulp! Wax Worm though. It can catch the littlest ones. This would also be the combo I would use if I needed to feed myself and was allowed only one set up.

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The biggest bucktail I can find. I figure go big or go home!

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I'd cut back on the alcohol. Other than that I'd just go for bass. They're the easiest fish to catch and they bite on anything. That way it really wouldn't matter what presentation you chose.

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I like the switch brands of beer suggestion!

However, we have a rule. When we have these little get to gethers we are not allowed to spend more than 40 cents per can. Mmmmmmmmmmm gotta love cheap, skunky beer!

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A plain old live worm on a hook under a bobber. instant fish.

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I would insist on a cane pole and a supermag bull dawg. I would then use my ninja skills to dispach the mobsters with the cane pole and 1 pound lure. Then I would drive home in their car.

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Senko with 6lb line on 6'6" medium light spinning tackle. Show me a dock or two and there would be enough time to drink a few beers with the mobsters in the remaining 15 minutes.

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Stick of Dynamite....No snags, No Live Bait Problem solved

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My answer: An 1/8 ounce jig head with a 2 inch white twister tail.

Ditto!!! I would ad that I prefer the jig head to be white also.

Nels

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A Dupont spinner if my butt is on the line. Also see what happens when you drink that Cold Spring brew from Glenn's private collection.

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A plain old live worm on a hook under a bobber. instant fish.

Yep! OCF1... No Brainer here, that's what I'd go with, any kind of fish right?

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Wow a ton of violaters to the "c" portion. Tinyest of popper flies pulled gently on the water. Killer. But 40 ents or less per beer I'm at a total loss.

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I'd use a fly rod like a whip to disarm my captors.

If they wouldn't give me a flyrod, it wouldn't matter what I used...I can catch fish in a bathtub.

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