nice pic

I remember the time I used to do that..........until I realised that calvin and I had something in common......we could not wait for the suckers to bite!




so I gave up fishing........

There used to be good fishing on Lake Ontario, but decades of pollution, first from 19th. century lumber mills, then 20th. century factories, destroyed the fishing before I was even born. There's still some sport fisihing around the Thousand Islands, where the lake drains into the St. Lawrence River, but it isn't what it used to be apparently. My dad took us fishing there once or twice, because grew up in the area and fishinged there all the time as a kid. But we caught nothing and I never formed a taste for fishing. I don't even like fish for dinner all that much.

The raccoon always struck me as delightfully nonplussed in this picture. Munching away quite contentedly as though the fish were caught for his dining pleasure.

cute!, silly racoon stealing food :>

one time....I even had the urge to dive into the water with a sharp spear rather than use a fishing rod

Hand grenades are effective too. Not so sporting but a lot quicker.

and more fun.........although there would not be much of the fish left!......apart from shreds......


........then again....it's badass to be swimming with a harpoon.......but there is the risk of sharks......so to be safe.........better bring along a machete as well......

Grenades or other explosives actually are used (illegally) in fishing. The fragments won't go far underwater, but the shock wave will travel hundreds of feet and kill fish enormous distances. You just pluck them out of the water when they float to the surface.

or.........I can stick a bug zapper in the water and watch the fireworks

That's another popular way, but also frowned on by the law. The trouble with these methods is that they kill *everything* in the water, not just what you want to catch.

(dinner time)


nigel lai:
ah........nothing like fish for dinner......*zap!*......ah!........*bzzzt!!*.......argh!.......

Saw that gag in The Simpsons Movie, actually.

maybe a used sock thrown in the water might work

tell you the truth.......the lack of fish being caught was not the reason I gave up fishing........It was the loss of a fishing hat I had when I went fishing......the wind blew it off my head into the sea and I never saw it again.........



CURSE YOU MOTHER NATURE!!!

Ha ha ha... I remember taking a tour of a US naval base across the channel from Seattle. My host Alan was with me, and he was wearing a hat that we last saw racing at 40 knots somewhere in the general direction of the Canadian border. I managed to hang on to my own.

I better be even more careful of my new hat. I was given a type called a "Tilly" by my sister for my birthday last year. It's somewhere about half way from a Gilligan's Island hat and a Paul Hogan -- I didn't want to make any unwanted fashion statements. The hat cost about $70, which for me is an astonishing amount of money to spend on any article of clothing, but it's absolutely guaranteed to survive ANYTHING! One customer had his Tilly eaten by an elephant and passed through its bowels. After a good washing, it was still wearable. If it's lost or stolen all I have to do is take the printed guarantee in to the store and cross my heart that it was lost or stolen, and I cant get another for half price. Even so, I don't want it blowing into the harbour or off the Materhorn or into somebody's snow-blower.

and then.....this sardine which I could have used as bait apart from shrimp and squid was stolen by a crow.........If I had a gun........I would have blown that bird out of the sky!

Most people go fishing to relax, not for excitement. And if they still eat the fish afterward, they prefer it not to have bullets, or bits of shrapnel from grenades in the meat that might break their teeth.

then how does a person get his daily source of iron?

I take a vitamin pill, myself. Not too many bullets cast from iron anyway, and bits of shrapnel from a grenade are usually going by too fast to swallow.