As proof of the old statement, "Size doesn't matter", the professor takes great pride in showing off his trophy small mouth bass caught on a rapala bigger than the trophy. As I take my lunch break today, I am reminded that millions of fish in Eagle Lake go to bed hungry every night. It's time to do something about that.
The professor is the only person I know who wears a watch band on his forearm, and a sock on his hand. Perhaps he was a puppeteer in a previous life?
ReplyDeleteJoe Who?
ReplyDeleteThe professor stole that t-shirt from "Joe the plumber"
ReplyDeleteThat would be G.I. "GastroIntestinal" Joe....otherwise known as the professor. He played the part of net man in last years walleye madness tournament.
ReplyDeleteI have found that size only matters when you need it most, but unfortunately, don't have it or can't quite get it. In the case of the piddler bass, size did not matter a bit, but I was proud of that fish. That's the way my father taught me to be--proud of anything I managed to catch. This reminds me of a story.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in the inner city of Chicago where fishing opportunities were very limited. I loved to fish, but only managed to do so on an annual family vacation to northern Wisconsin. To keep my skills sharp I would regularly fish the sewer hole down the street. This was strictly a jigging game where I used a "Pinky" hair jig. I fished that sewer for two years unsucessfully. But one day I got a good bite and managed to land a massive toilet trout that went an honest 16 inches with a two inch girth. Talk about exciting, when I brought that one home my family went nuts. After things settled down, my father gently pulled me off to the side and acknowledged my accomplihment. Then he proceeded to teach me about the importance of catch and release. He encouraged me to flush that trophy toilet trout back down to the sewer where someone else could try to catch it again. That was a very proud moment for me.
O.K. some will think this is just an urban legend, but people fishing through sewer grates in Madison, Wisconsin is a common sight, and I can guarantee you that they aren't fishing for "toilet trout". Honest to goodness, the panfish move up the storm water sewer pipes on Lake Monona, and you can actually see people fishing them through the sewer grates over by the Eagles club. Now there's a site you won't see in Ontario!
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