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Several years ago I did a VRBO on Maddox Creek off the Potomac at Colonial Beach. I can't remember how long it was since I had fished. I am glad I thought to buy fresh line before I went. All my surf gear and light tackle rods I had switched over to braided line because it is so much lighter. It dry rots quicker too. The monofilament I had on a crappy rod was so unused it was like trying to fish with a spring. Its been so long now I am sure I would have to replace all the lines. On the spinning reels the spools were a little oxidized where the line comes off. I still need to find a way to polish that off without damaging the spools. Most of my spinning reels are Dad's or from Dad. So I will not be replacing them. Or the good Penn reels I learned to surf fish on. One of the boat rods I will have to learn how to tie the eyes back on. But that is if I make it to the lake and buy a boat.
If there was a good place to catch a bream here I do have a 15 year old that has never caught a fish before. If I could find some still water accessible in the river I feel sure I could find a dinosaur sized catfish for her. Too much fun. I am not sure she would be into learning to clean it. But she will eat anything I cook.
Like going to the casino, I compare buying fishing gear to buying fireworks. Or when I did have boats, holes in the water I poured money into. Got to love it.
I have a few newer Penn Reels, and one old one from my grandfather. It needs a good cleaning. Speaking of, here is a good tutorial off the Source of All Knowledge or SOAK as I’m going to start referring to it.


Not a fan of braid. It’s just too finicky on very light tackle…for my taste anyhow.

Take that kid fishing! Nothing is like getting in a mess of bream! We’ve been going the last few springs and getting plenty of Crappie and Bluegills. Both good eating.

I’ve posted the story behind one of the TeeVee inspirations when I was a kid. A fairly local bubba that had a statewide show on the public station. The Southern Sportsman was the name of the show. Ol’ Franc would sign off with his trademark “Do yourself a favor, take a kid fish’n!” That’s always stuck with me as I had a quite a few uncles that always wanted me to tag along! I can’t thank them enough.
 
Indeed. Happy Hump day. My last 2 cents, my career stated working on clean up of Superfund sites and ended with testing drinking water technologies to produce safe and healthy drinking water. Environmental health has been a large part of my life shaped by Love Canal and the burning of rivers because of pollution. I get a little passionate about health. 😂. Now time for me to descend from my soap box.
The hardest part is knowing what we don't know. In the dead middle of being burned by an environmentally conscious decision made a decade ago. The details are unbelievable, and the ramifications are mind blowing all things considered. I can diagram it out, with testing to 100% prove negative health consequences.

Point being, we should do should what we can keep our environment clean. We should do that as often as we can reasonably do it, without shooting ourselves in the foot. There is a point somewhere beyond diminishing returns where the returns may go negative. We spent a lot of years doing nothing, and that's not good. But there are time now where I see that we are over correcting.

Unfortunately, I fear a lot of that over correction is being driven by money. There's money to be made with it, so we're being taken advantage of.

Time to burn the soapbox now! LOL
 
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Several years ago I did a VRBO on Maddox Creek off the Potomac at Colonial Beach. I can't remember how long it was since I had fished. I am glad I thought to buy fresh line before I went. All my surf gear and light tackle rods I had switched over to braided line because it is so much lighter. It dry rots quicker too. The monofilament I had on a crappy rod was so unused it was like trying to fish with a spring. Its been so long now I am sure I would have to replace all the lines. On the spinning reels the spools were a little oxidized where the line comes off. I still need to find a way to polish that off without damaging the spools. Most of my spinning reels are Dad's or from Dad. So I will not be replacing them. Or the good Penn reels I learned to surf fish on. One of the boat rods I will have to learn how to tie the eyes back on. But that is if I make it to the lake and buy a boat.
If there was a good place to catch a bream here I do have a 15 year old that has never caught a fish before. If I could find some still water accessible in the river I feel sure I could find a dinosaur sized catfish for her. Too much fun. I am not sure she would be into learning to clean it. But she will eat anything I cook.
Like going to the casino, I compare buying fishing gear to buying fireworks. Or when I did have boats, holes in the water I poured money into. Got to love it.
I still prefer mono on some reels. Some species of fish have darned good eyesight. Mono vs. braided can be the difference between fish or no fish. There's a few people I fish with who will downright start cursing up a storm because I'm catching fish and they aren't even with identical lures and bait! To this day I refuse to tell them it's their line... :ROFLMAO:

My favorite rod is an ultralight eagle claw rod with a Shimano TX trigger fire ultralight reel. Bought it at K-Mart before I even had a drivers license. (Anyone here not know what K-mart was???). Works great on everything from brook trout in tiny streams or in beaver dams to walleye out on the boat. One handed casting with the trigger is dead easy when handling that and a canoe paddle too, or leaning over a bank and hanging on to alder brush to get a cast in.
 
How did your Medical Emergency work out? Is the person ok? Don't forget to talk to someone about it to decompress..
The patient is stubborn, which is both helpful and hurtful in this case. We have decided on a new rule. If you cant stand up on your own while telling me you don't need an ambulance... an ambulance is needed
 
The hardest part is knowing what we don't know. In the dead middle of being burned by an environmentally conscious decision made a decade ago. The details are unbelievable, and the ramifications are mind blowing all things considered. I can diagram it out, with testing to 100% prove negative health consequences.

Point being, we should do should what we can keep our environment clean. We should do that as often as we can reasonably do it, without shooting ourselves in the foot. There is a point somewhere beyond diminishing returns where the returns may go negative. We spent a lot of years doing nothing, and that's not good. But there are time now where I see that we are over correcting.

Unfortunately, I fear a lot of that over correction is being driven by money. There's money to be made with it, so we're being taken advantage of.

Time to burn the soapbox now! LOL
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Home at Grizzy the Kitteh's house here in Weaseltown. It went a bit better today. The wore butchers left some dumb shit in the nice little old lady's house and we caught it and made them come back and fix it.

And then we crushed their testicles so they won't reproduce and contaminate the gene pool further.

The maintenance guy seems to like Wat. He did him a bona fide favor today and spared him from Lord Weasel's fuckedupness. He got a dumb thing tooken care of.

The co-worker I like from the other job came to pitch in today. It helps. We had a decent lunch. Had a long chat late this afternoon with the regional property manager. She's funny, kinda like the one who oversaw the mayor's complex.

"Annual" "review" tomorrow. It comes to me that you can only review people who live in fear of losing their job(s). Wat suffers no such delusions . . . .
 
I have a few newer Penn Reels, and one old one from my grandfather. It needs a good cleaning. Speaking of, here is a good tutorial off the Source of All Knowledge or SOAK as I’m going to start referring to it.


Not a fan of braid. It’s just too finicky on very light tackle…for my taste anyhow.

Take that kid fishing! Nothing is like getting in a mess of bream! We’ve been going the last few springs and getting plenty of Crappie and Bluegills. Both good eating.

I’ve posted the story behind one of the TeeVee inspirations when I was a kid. A fairly local bubba that had a statewide show on the public station. The Southern Sportsman was the name of the show. Ol’ Franc would sign off with his trademark “Do yourself a favor, take a kid fish’n!” That’s always stuck with me as I had a quite a few uncles that always wanted me to tag along! I can’t thank them enough.
I got hooked on the braided line in the surf. It did have its challenges. But I'm just a little guy and could send my clam out past the breakers with braided line. I threw a lot less clam off the hook too. Which mattered at night. You could not see when you F&^%ed that up. I started making clam bunker sandwiches that helped with that too. Might have made more work for the crab thieves too. Most of the slow water around here if you could catch a fish all the neighborhood kids hadn't caught already is not what I would consider eating from. One day I will figure it out. I'd love to be close enough to the beach or shore and turn her on to a shark or two. She'd be all over that. She would take over claiming I would hurt it. Then she'd really be hooked. Skate creeped me out, but I always liked wondering what I might pull out of the sea next.
My Penn Reels are in surprisingly good shape. The Zebco and the spools on my spinning reels need work. I think the water is full of small particles that collect in the braided line is what that deposit is. I did have a spring break in a Shimano reel from the 70's break. I was actually able to order it from Shimano. I did not have a computer yet is how long ago it was. I sent them my serial number model and purchase date with a note. The spring showed up a month or so later. When I look back on that I think it was pretty cool. Now days you'd have to be lucky to find a hobbyist on eBay for something like that.
 
Home at Grizzy the Kitteh's house here in Weaseltown. It went a bit better today. The wore butchers left some dumb shit in the nice little old lady's house and we caught it and made them come back and fix it.

And then we crushed their testicles so they won't reproduce and contaminate the gene pool further.

The maintenance guy seems to like Wat. He did him a bona fide favor today and spared him from Lord Weasel's fuckedupness. He got a dumb thing tooken care of.

The co-worker I like from the other job came to pitch in today. It helps. We had a decent lunch. Had a long chat late this afternoon with the regional property manager. She's funny, kinda like the one who oversaw the mayor's complex.

"Annual" "review" tomorrow. It comes to me that you can only review people who live in fear of losing their job(s). Wat suffers no such delusions . . . .
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