Lunker Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 Fished a MPLS lake tonight, and ended up having one of those days... The fish were biting, which was nice, and after the first 3 bass I was happy. Then I hooked a muskie, and after a beautiful airborne battle I landed it(about 8-10 lbs probably) Some passerbys took a photo for me. As I was holding the fish by the jaw/gill plate, it shook loose, and I feared I had injured it's gills. After I released it I had blood all over my fingers so I'm thinkin, great, I just killed my first purebred muskie ever. I wash the blood off and keep fishing, only to see the blood reappear, and realize it was coming from me. The gill plate had cleanly gashed my thumb, middle finger, and twice on my index finger. I wrapped a towel around it and kept casting. After hooking another bass , i was taking the hook out, which was deep, and my backpack slipped off my shoulder and drooped into the water without me noticing. When I realized it I checked to see if my camera, phone, and wallet were still in their ziploc bags, but the phone bag had opened and the water fried my phone. I put everything back in my bag and take a step and feel searing pain in my foot. I lift my foot up and see a shard of glass sticking out of the side of my foot, just behind where my sandal ends. At this point I wanted to scream. I ended the day with a total of 4 bass, 1 muskie, a bleeding hand and foot, and a destroyed cell phone. AHHHH! Anyone else have any of "those" days? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
waltinader Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 I was out tonight and caught some bass and than tried for muskie. We didnt see any until this boat by us landed a 27 lb. It looked like it was still spawning it was so fat. We also caught some huge bass that were still spawning. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
riverrat56 Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 Ya, I've had a few, Auger ran out of gas, portable wouldnt go together, heater wouldnt start, then it did and singed off some hair, fish wouldnt bite, then it started to rain ( yes rain during january) so i went to leave, house frozen to ice, broke part of it, find out i forgot my ice cleats, wet ice is really slippery, took me 47 mins to push sled off lake, took me about 10 to get out there. It happens, I keep on keeping on Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
danfall Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 On June 10, 2004, I was going to work and my truck started clunkin. I pulled over on the freeway and walked up to Sears Automotive on Rice and bought two quarts of oil. I brought them back and bruised my hand jumping over the freeway fence. I put the oil in and nothing changed, the clunk was in the rear end. I limped the truck to a currently unnamed car repair shop and they gave me a ride to work. They told me I needed a ujoint and a yoke, but I'd have to get the parts. I got the parts that nite and brought them in the next day and got a call at 10am that the rear end was toast. I asked and they said they could fix it by the end of the day, so I said go. Got the truck and came home and prepared for my trip to Ontario the next morning. That nite, I went to Cub 1 mile from my house for about 35 minutes to get groceries and my 25 hp motor was stolen off the back of my boat. I couldn't sleep and drove around until 4:30am and left at 8am on the 12th. I picked up my Dad in Wisconsin and we picked up a 15 hp and I made a deal that if it was too small, I'd return in one week less a hundred bucks rent. We drove to Two Harbors and got our for a sandwich. The rear end job had failed and the entire truck was covered in burned, stinking oil. I'll skip the difficult parts here because I'm still negotiating with the car repair shop, who will remained unnamed if they provide some compensation. I rented an SUV from the Duluth Airport and continued toward Ontario. We got up there and on Sunday about 10am, we hit the lake. The first pull of the motor and the pull cord came out about 4 feet and just stopped there. About 1 1/2 later I had it fixed (we were about 50 miles from nowhere). So, by noon we were fishing, our favorite spot, same lake for the fifth year, relentless walleye fishing. We caught one ten inch walleye early that day and about 4 pm, Dad said, looks like we might get some weather in a couple hours. About one minute later, BOOM! lightening hit about 100 yards away and Dad says, let's go now. The motor was already started pretty much. We were about 1 mile from camp and we made it about 200 yards and got hit by 60 mph winds and had to hit an island because there were so many lightening shots happening, we figured we were getting fried. On the island we got pounded, I mean pounded with wind and rain for 30 minutes and I swear I smelled ozone from all the lightening. We got in the boat and decided to call it a nite. I pulled the cord, the motor started, but the cord didn't retract. Back at camp, I decided to go get a different motor the next day. 100 miles round trip, 50 of it on logging roads, I got a new motor, put it on the boat. I went about 200 yards and the prop spun out as I tried to get out of the hole (shot prop). The next day I went back and they put a new prop on the motor. Man, another 100 miles on 50% bad roads. The next day I took off, ready to fish. We got about 1/2 mile and the motor conked out. It was flooded, okay, but I spent the next 5 minutes pulling on it. These motors didn't have the capability of opening the throttle without being in gear (about 86 Mercs), so it is impossible to clear a flood. It flooded two more times during the next day and the following day, I took it back and bought a new motor. During the balance of the trip we caught two more walleyes and a couple of snakes.Its called perserverance. If you give up when times are tough, you are a quitter and quitters never win. On the other hand if you are having a heart attack, stop fishing.4/5 years I caught 60 walleyes a day on this lake. They didn't all die, they just didn't bite. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kaz Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 Lunker: Don't toss the phone.. I was up at Red Lake last week and my phone somehow was on the floor and in a rush to net a walleye, which we couldn't keep, the phone was in the net. We found it hooked into the net when we boated the fish. It was on at the time, but went dead. It had some water under the screen and the buttoms were soaked. We opened the back and water came out... When we got back to the cabin we used a hair drier on heat to warm the phone and get the moisture out. We didn't think the phone was salvageable, but when we put the battery back in, IT CAME TO LIFE!!! None of the data was lost and the phone worked fine... I wouldn't of held any hope, but it works fine now, just as before.. Don't toss it until you try drying it out... Kaz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rundrave Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 yeah dont toss the phone yet, my girl friend put my through the washing machine with my pants, it was exactly as described above, it was on when it went in, came out off, with water in the screen and key pad, I let it dry for a day and its been going strong ever since. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zebco4040 Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 Just one week ago mine went in Buffalo lake. A few days of trouble but some time spent drying it out in the car vents and it works just fine now. The battery might be a little worse for wear (looses power faster) but it works just fine besides that! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farley Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 At a haloween party I had my phone clipped on my toga and somehow it managed to fall into a full glass of beer. All I did was unhook the battery and let it sit for a few hours and it has worked ever since. It was a year and a half ago and I still have the same battery even. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Grebe Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 Lunker...like every other fisherman with a few miles behind them, more then I care to count! You are certainly not alone in that canoe! You have plenty of company! Quick story...Friend borrowed friends USAF heavy, fire retardant flight pants to go ice fishing, spilled some stove fuel on the leg, did'nt seem to have much effect, smelled a little, got on fishouse floor. Following week, 3 of us in fish house, friend had same flight pants on, sitting to close to little heater with small flames jumping out of the top vents...all is calm, warm and fish are cooperating, all of a sudden friends leg explodes into flames with a boom! In the commotion that followed, friend kicked over stove, gas ran out and the fire followed it, further igniting him, me and the fish house...the guy by the door was able to bail out without consequence....except it was his fish house and it got burned up pretty good. Pretty much took care of our gear and our trip....dang near took care of us to! This would be just one of hundreds I'm sure. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
so haaad Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 I usually just forget to bring stuff with, or, I break equipment before even trying it out. Once I was flyfishing up the north shore on the Baptism River, got up there and realized that I left my reel back in Duluth. I've also torn waders before even getting them wet for the first time, and broke numerous lantern globes before I even hit the ice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
msm1018 Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 I have a horrible habit of breaking the tips off my dads and my St. Croixs, I do it to other rods, but St. Croixs seem to be under my feet more than the others. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunker Posted June 7, 2005 Author Share Posted June 7, 2005 Thanks for the phone tips everybody, I'll try them out! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mnrstrider Posted June 7, 2005 Share Posted June 7, 2005 Yes, yes I do, the thing I have to do is stay calm, (sometimes I have a short fuse) I packed everything up and go home, I know nothing good is to come of this day fishing as as much as it sucks, I go do something else I like, next time out I'm fine. Sometimes I just think it's a hint that you shouldn't be out fishing, but that me. And yeah don't think I find it east to just pack up and go home, but if things are going that bad, it will ruin my whole day, instead of just a little part of it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ND Jig Head Posted June 8, 2005 Share Posted June 8, 2005 Weekend before last. Stopped at gas station - filled boat - forgot to look at gage in truck. Got lost looking for a new ramp. Found ramp - backed trailler into water - truck runs out of gas on the ramp. Call buddy on cell phone. Buddy brings gas can - have to listen to his teasing while filling truck. No dock - put boat on shore. Park truck and trailler in lot. Walk back to boat - boat floated away to other side of bay. Man comes out of his house laughing - he had seen the hole thing. Had to ask him to drive my boat back across bay. Had to take his teasing while taking him back to his house. Fortunately the rest of the day went well - but still taking a lot of teasing from friends. "ONE OF THOSE DAYS"! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
2dalake Posted June 9, 2005 Share Posted June 9, 2005 I think danfall won this one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Riverratpete Posted June 9, 2005 Share Posted June 9, 2005 I don't think I could have even drank my way out of Danfals deal...would have just stayed in bed....That is one hard core dude to put up with that.MAN! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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