Fish Stories

It’s been a warm October, so we thought we’d better get in some more fishing while we can. We headed back to the same pond on my parent’s farm, only this time we purchased some crickets due to lack of grasshoppers, and Ann’s parent’s joined us.

We got a few bites off the crickets right away, but didn’t get anything hooked. I put fresh ones on the hooks, and started to leave to go on turkey patrol, when Henry hooked and pulled in a nice blue gill. I gave him a hand, and then took off for a quick walk in the woods in attempt to spot a turkey.

Bass and mushrooms

Ann’s Dad Gerard had caught a bass with a grasshopper lure when we first got there, but then had a lull as he slowly worked his way around the pond. His confidence was high, as a couple weeks before he was fishing in the Bourbuse River and caught a small mouth and large mouth bass at the same time. It was a small lure with a treble hook on both ends, and they both went for it at once, and both got hooked.

I wasn’t gone long, and when I got back Ann and her Mother Ruth were cleaning fish. Gerard had caught four more with his grasshopper lure. But now it was stuck on a limb overhanging the water. Gerard was leaning out for the limb, and Oliver was holding the pole on the other side of the tiny cove. The reel was on the bottom of the rod, and cranked the opposite way that Oliver was used to, so I took it from him, just as Gerard was getting the lure loose. I then reeled the lure in, and caught another bass on the way. The lure was only in the water for probably 10 feet or less, and just a few seconds.

The grasshopper lure had definitely proved itself, and the bite was getting hot, but it was time to head back to Columbia. However, we did now have enough fish on had to tackle some more recipes in Cooking Wild in Missouri.