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We got a late start this morning but went fishing anyway. Stopped at Okie Bait and Tackle and picked up a 1/4 pound of medium minnows and headed out to Bluff Landing about 12 miles east of Broken Arrow. Nice place with a small dock built to fish off of and a concrete sidewalk leading to it so I can get my Rollator down the ramp and onto the dock.
We caught a few Bluegill and a Goggle Eye and I caught a small Largemouth Bass, too little to keep.
After a while Barb pulled in a nice Black Crappie that went about a pound or a little more.
Pretty soon she pulled in another and told me that I needed to come down to her end of the dock so I did.
No sooner hardly got there and got my minner in the water and Bam! I had one and bigger than Barb's, pissed her off too.
I missed a couple of really nice ones, guess I didn't have 'em hooked good or the hook tore out, they don't call 'em "Paper Mouth's" for nothing.
Anyway Barb and I evened out with three really nice Crappie a piece and eight nice Bluegills.
We stayed there for nearly six hours and I stood up a whole lot of that time, but of course I had the dock railing to lean on.
But there were several other good things, neither of us had to go up to the facilities the whole time we were there.
Barb learned to tie her own hooks on her line instead of depending on me.:thumbup:
Barb lost one of her bobbers but managed to retrieve it with hardly any trouble. She also lost a couple of hooks on a log from not reeling fast enough and the fish ran under them but when we were cleaning our catch I found a couple of the same hooks in the fish so we didn't lose any tackle.
Always a plus and a very unusual day fishing in the brushpiles the fish like to hang out in.
If I'm not too stove up when we get up in the morning we'll go out again tomorrow!!!!:thumbup:
And on top of that I have finished five SciFi books of short stories.
And Uncle Bill's book, The Dreamer. :-O
We caught a few Bluegill and a Goggle Eye and I caught a small Largemouth Bass, too little to keep.
After a while Barb pulled in a nice Black Crappie that went about a pound or a little more.
Pretty soon she pulled in another and told me that I needed to come down to her end of the dock so I did.
No sooner hardly got there and got my minner in the water and Bam! I had one and bigger than Barb's, pissed her off too.
I missed a couple of really nice ones, guess I didn't have 'em hooked good or the hook tore out, they don't call 'em "Paper Mouth's" for nothing.
Anyway Barb and I evened out with three really nice Crappie a piece and eight nice Bluegills.
We stayed there for nearly six hours and I stood up a whole lot of that time, but of course I had the dock railing to lean on.
But there were several other good things, neither of us had to go up to the facilities the whole time we were there.
Barb learned to tie her own hooks on her line instead of depending on me.:thumbup:
Barb lost one of her bobbers but managed to retrieve it with hardly any trouble. She also lost a couple of hooks on a log from not reeling fast enough and the fish ran under them but when we were cleaning our catch I found a couple of the same hooks in the fish so we didn't lose any tackle.
Always a plus and a very unusual day fishing in the brushpiles the fish like to hang out in.
If I'm not too stove up when we get up in the morning we'll go out again tomorrow!!!!:thumbup:
And on top of that I have finished five SciFi books of short stories.
And Uncle Bill's book, The Dreamer. :-O
