Fishing Mishaps
Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 1:34 pm
Haven’t got any ice fishing pictures loaded up yet but thought I would contribute a bit to the site. Ever have those fishing mishaps that have you cursing up and down but then when you look back on them you can’t help but laugh? Well I have had quite a few and thought I would share some and see what events have happened to other F-Hawkers. Maybe someone might learn a thing or two to save them similar headaches/embarrassment haha. Here are 5 quick things that I can think of that have happened in the last couple of years:
Up %hits creek without a toilet:
A couple and buddies and I took the drive from Ottawa to Loughborough lake (a couple hour drive). It was a blizzard that day so driving with my bald butt truck tires made the drive pretty slow. Well after a couple of hours of fishin I get this grumble in my belly, “ah man I’ve gotta you know!” I am not shy to do my business in the woods at anytime of the year as I spend a lot of time in the bush but for anyone who has been to Loughborough you can attest that there aren’t many places to go around the launch without doing it on someone’s property. So I hop in the truck with the dog to look for somewhere to go and leave buddies to fish. Snow is still flying like crazy and I don’t even have a clue on where the nearest corner store is or anything. As I am driving the truck spins out and I spin over 360 and slide into the ditch on the passenger side, facing the opposite direction and stop inches away from wrapping truck around a hydro pole. It was a deep ditch and the truck broke through the ice so my truck is almost sideways and my drivers side door opens up into the creek. Flip it into 4 wheel drive and rock forward and back but can’t get enough traction to pop up out of the ditch. I knock on the door of the house around the corner and two teenage brothers come out in their Ram to give me a tow. He says ya my bro slid out in the exact same spot last week. All they had was a short tow rope (maybe 8ft) so we try going forward, make some ground, try going backwards, make some ground, and keep doing this for a few attempts. On the last two attempts the front of the truck clips the pole and gets a nice dent and then the back clips the pole and smashes out the taillight but it finally popped out!! I thanked them a ton and then said I hate to do this to ya but I still gotta go. Luckily they were good guys and let me destroy their washroom. I get back to the lake 3 hours later and my buddies are like, “where the F have you been, we almost had to call for a ride from Ottawa.” I tell them the story and still take crap for it today lol.
Captain Hook:
Out splake fishing this summer my buddy got a nice splake. He tried to unhook it with his hand when the fish started thrashing all over the place. Next thing you know the hook is embedded in his skin and out the other side with the fish still attached. He is yelling FFF (you get the drift) and then just grabs the fish behind the head and squeezed. Well he must have gave that fish the touch of death because it didn’t move after that. Good times lol.
Leave no stringer behind:
On our annual brookie fishing trip in the spring we have two boat loads with 3 guys in each boat. We go out for morning, come back for lunch, and compare catches. Well this one morning my dad, his buddy and I were just nailing them. Brookies from under a pound up to 4 pounds were being caught like crazy. The action was sooo good that we had to double fish up on the stringer and then start tripling up. We had 3 one each loop and there was at least 6 loops. Well we were so pumped to head back to camp that my dad’s buddy fired up the 9.9 and put in gear before I even had my rod ready so I fell back into my seat. A minute later he stops and says, “where are the fish?!?!” After a quick search we realized that they were never lifted into the boat when we took off and the clip must have came undone. Our mornings efforts gone and now we have to explain this to the rest of the camp. Well we did not live this down for the rest of the trip and I for see this being a hot topic this spring to boot lol.
Iphone fish finder:
While out ice fishing I hook into a nice 10+ plus laker. I am pumped so we go out of the tent for a couple quick pics before she is released. After she swims back to the depths my buddy puts the phone on my chair in my tent. My hands are freezing so I am trying to dry them off and warm them up when a big gust of wind blows my tent over, knocking my chair down and iphone slides right into the hole. FFFFFFFFFuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudge. Iphones must have some kind of underwater fishfinder app right? Moral of this storey, always peg your tent down.
Always have spare keys aka coat hanger
One day packing up from ice fishing I start the truck to warm it up and put the dog in there. Not long after I close it I hear the doors lock. Not sure if the dog stepped on the switch or if the automatic lock feature somehow kicked in while in park with keys in ignition. Well we are out on the middle of the lake so I am pretty sure CAA won’t help. We take the one frozen walleye on hand and start taping it on the window hoping Hunter would unlock the door from the inside to no avail. Luckily Dano (fishin mission) had his trusty spare keys (a strategically bent coat hanger). After a short trip to his truck on shore and some jimmying were are back in the truck and Hunter is free!
Lets hear your funny fishing mishaps. Like I said above maybe someone can learn a thing or two lol!
Up %hits creek without a toilet:
A couple and buddies and I took the drive from Ottawa to Loughborough lake (a couple hour drive). It was a blizzard that day so driving with my bald butt truck tires made the drive pretty slow. Well after a couple of hours of fishin I get this grumble in my belly, “ah man I’ve gotta you know!” I am not shy to do my business in the woods at anytime of the year as I spend a lot of time in the bush but for anyone who has been to Loughborough you can attest that there aren’t many places to go around the launch without doing it on someone’s property. So I hop in the truck with the dog to look for somewhere to go and leave buddies to fish. Snow is still flying like crazy and I don’t even have a clue on where the nearest corner store is or anything. As I am driving the truck spins out and I spin over 360 and slide into the ditch on the passenger side, facing the opposite direction and stop inches away from wrapping truck around a hydro pole. It was a deep ditch and the truck broke through the ice so my truck is almost sideways and my drivers side door opens up into the creek. Flip it into 4 wheel drive and rock forward and back but can’t get enough traction to pop up out of the ditch. I knock on the door of the house around the corner and two teenage brothers come out in their Ram to give me a tow. He says ya my bro slid out in the exact same spot last week. All they had was a short tow rope (maybe 8ft) so we try going forward, make some ground, try going backwards, make some ground, and keep doing this for a few attempts. On the last two attempts the front of the truck clips the pole and gets a nice dent and then the back clips the pole and smashes out the taillight but it finally popped out!! I thanked them a ton and then said I hate to do this to ya but I still gotta go. Luckily they were good guys and let me destroy their washroom. I get back to the lake 3 hours later and my buddies are like, “where the F have you been, we almost had to call for a ride from Ottawa.” I tell them the story and still take crap for it today lol.
Captain Hook:
Out splake fishing this summer my buddy got a nice splake. He tried to unhook it with his hand when the fish started thrashing all over the place. Next thing you know the hook is embedded in his skin and out the other side with the fish still attached. He is yelling FFF (you get the drift) and then just grabs the fish behind the head and squeezed. Well he must have gave that fish the touch of death because it didn’t move after that. Good times lol.
Leave no stringer behind:
On our annual brookie fishing trip in the spring we have two boat loads with 3 guys in each boat. We go out for morning, come back for lunch, and compare catches. Well this one morning my dad, his buddy and I were just nailing them. Brookies from under a pound up to 4 pounds were being caught like crazy. The action was sooo good that we had to double fish up on the stringer and then start tripling up. We had 3 one each loop and there was at least 6 loops. Well we were so pumped to head back to camp that my dad’s buddy fired up the 9.9 and put in gear before I even had my rod ready so I fell back into my seat. A minute later he stops and says, “where are the fish?!?!” After a quick search we realized that they were never lifted into the boat when we took off and the clip must have came undone. Our mornings efforts gone and now we have to explain this to the rest of the camp. Well we did not live this down for the rest of the trip and I for see this being a hot topic this spring to boot lol.
Iphone fish finder:
While out ice fishing I hook into a nice 10+ plus laker. I am pumped so we go out of the tent for a couple quick pics before she is released. After she swims back to the depths my buddy puts the phone on my chair in my tent. My hands are freezing so I am trying to dry them off and warm them up when a big gust of wind blows my tent over, knocking my chair down and iphone slides right into the hole. FFFFFFFFFuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudge. Iphones must have some kind of underwater fishfinder app right? Moral of this storey, always peg your tent down.
Always have spare keys aka coat hanger
One day packing up from ice fishing I start the truck to warm it up and put the dog in there. Not long after I close it I hear the doors lock. Not sure if the dog stepped on the switch or if the automatic lock feature somehow kicked in while in park with keys in ignition. Well we are out on the middle of the lake so I am pretty sure CAA won’t help. We take the one frozen walleye on hand and start taping it on the window hoping Hunter would unlock the door from the inside to no avail. Luckily Dano (fishin mission) had his trusty spare keys (a strategically bent coat hanger). After a short trip to his truck on shore and some jimmying were are back in the truck and Hunter is free!
Lets hear your funny fishing mishaps. Like I said above maybe someone can learn a thing or two lol!