MrBishop
Well-Known Member
all of them are lying.
I went fishing again on Sunday, as I usually do, in Upstate New York (Either Malone or Chateauguay) and the following is what happened to youre truly. I'll get to my point in a few secs, but first...
(sung to the tune of the Beverly Hillbillies them song)
Come and listen to a story about a man named Bish
Out one sunny morn, trying t’ catch himself some fish
When off to his left, just holding a fishin spool,
Out through the bush came a bungling fool.
Redneck that is, New Yorker, Malone style.
Well the next thing you know, old Bish is hearing news,
All about his stance and the lure he liked to use
Told “ Hey buddy, you’re casting that all wrong”
He stopped for a moment, and composed this song.
Lyrically, that is.
With irony, and some malice.
The MrBishop Rant Hour!!
Well...finshin is a sport with about 1 Million fishermen just in North America, and all of them...every single last one of use, is a bonafied expert. I've been lake fishing for years, and I've just gotten into river fishing...but by damn, I'm an expert...NOT!
Now...I take hints from friends, and I take special attention to my father-in-law's hints (because he's been fishing that area for over 16 years), but wasn't I surprised when I found out that I have to take hints from complete strangers...because...you guessed it. They're Experts!
Picture this. I'm in the middle of Salmon River, wearing my hip-boots and I have the water just cusping over the edge of them. In other words, I'm in deep. My line is in shallow water, about 15 feet away from me. There might be about 1 1/2 feet of water there. I'm reeling in, when I hear this voice off to my left and see this guy standing on the edge of the river, holding an old fishing cane and hollaring at me.
"Hey buddy...you're doing that all wrong. You're supposed to be standing in the shallow end and casting in the deep."
I tried to explain to him the point of the matter...but he went on.
"I see that you're using a spoon...you really should switch to fly fishing"
and
"You're reeling in too slowly, you're going to catch more weeds than fish that way"
and
"You're in too deep...your boots are going to fill up like that"
and so, on and so on. It was distracting...which is probably why it took me almost 12 minutes of his ranting to finally drag out of the water...tada!!!
a 17" Brown Trout with some serious muscle to him, who I'd been following from one side of the bloody river to the other, because I couldn't safely pull him in with only a 5lb line.
This is the perfect time to use this smiley. When someone's fishing...you should just smile, sit back and accept when someone says...
Thanks for the spaceo t rant. OTC Rocks!
I went fishing again on Sunday, as I usually do, in Upstate New York (Either Malone or Chateauguay) and the following is what happened to youre truly. I'll get to my point in a few secs, but first...
(sung to the tune of the Beverly Hillbillies them song)
Come and listen to a story about a man named Bish
Out one sunny morn, trying t’ catch himself some fish
When off to his left, just holding a fishin spool,
Out through the bush came a bungling fool.
Redneck that is, New Yorker, Malone style.
Well the next thing you know, old Bish is hearing news,
All about his stance and the lure he liked to use
Told “ Hey buddy, you’re casting that all wrong”
He stopped for a moment, and composed this song.
Lyrically, that is.
With irony, and some malice.
The MrBishop Rant Hour!!
Well...finshin is a sport with about 1 Million fishermen just in North America, and all of them...every single last one of use, is a bonafied expert. I've been lake fishing for years, and I've just gotten into river fishing...but by damn, I'm an expert...NOT!
Now...I take hints from friends, and I take special attention to my father-in-law's hints (because he's been fishing that area for over 16 years), but wasn't I surprised when I found out that I have to take hints from complete strangers...because...you guessed it. They're Experts!
Picture this. I'm in the middle of Salmon River, wearing my hip-boots and I have the water just cusping over the edge of them. In other words, I'm in deep. My line is in shallow water, about 15 feet away from me. There might be about 1 1/2 feet of water there. I'm reeling in, when I hear this voice off to my left and see this guy standing on the edge of the river, holding an old fishing cane and hollaring at me.
"Hey buddy...you're doing that all wrong. You're supposed to be standing in the shallow end and casting in the deep."
I tried to explain to him the point of the matter...but he went on.
"I see that you're using a spoon...you really should switch to fly fishing"
and
"You're reeling in too slowly, you're going to catch more weeds than fish that way"
and
"You're in too deep...your boots are going to fill up like that"
and so, on and so on. It was distracting...which is probably why it took me almost 12 minutes of his ranting to finally drag out of the water...tada!!!
a 17" Brown Trout with some serious muscle to him, who I'd been following from one side of the bloody river to the other, because I couldn't safely pull him in with only a 5lb line.
This is the perfect time to use this smiley. When someone's fishing...you should just smile, sit back and accept when someone says...
Thanks for the spaceo t rant. OTC Rocks!
You rock, Bish. As does fishing. 
