What a question, one I'd rather not become familiar with. Since my marriage to a great guy, his hobby is fishing, much to my dismay. For handling a fishing rod is fine with me, but the baiting part----Auughhhhhh.
Worms. They wiggle, are slimy, and just plain ugly. I'm not much for baiting my own hook for when I'm through with a worm ---well, you don't want to know what it looks like. Where I'm originally from (Missouri), fishing in the Mississippi or the Missouri Rivers is a weekend thing. One enjoyed by many fishermen and women. But in some states, it's all together different. In one particular city, you need a permit to dig for Worms. That's right, a permit.
In Smithtown, NY, there is a law from the Depression era that requires people who are digging for worms to obtain a permit. This law was originally to keep out-of-towners from tearing up the area looking for bloodworms. In addition to the permit, fishermen were required to disclose exactly where they were going to dig. The permit cost---fifty cents.
Today, much to the chagrin of the town clerk, this permit is outdated and has become a nuisance with only a few people who request the permit for old time sake. The officials in Smithtown hope to scrap this law in the next few months.
As I stated in the beginning, fishing is not my cup of tea. I would rather sit on the bank, read a good book with a cold glass of water, and kick back to enjoy the scenery. When hubby catches something whether it is a fish or an old shoe, I applaud his efforts and then relax in the shade. Ahhh, a good book, a comfortable chair, and the smell of the old outdoors, what else could you ask for on a fishing trip. Can you say, “fry them up.”
Sneaky Snuck
5 months ago
4 comments:
I'm in favor of sitting on the bank with a good book and a cold one too! Never got into fishing.
My husband does not fish or hunt, thank goodness. I'm like Heidi...I READ. My family all liked to fish but I carried books to the river bank when I was a child and now I just stay in my armchair...with a book!
Given a choice I'd read. But when we lived in Wyoming I really enjoyed ice fishing. I miss it. But, I have to agree with you on the worm thing. I usually get them on the hook the wrong way so when I cast, the worm goes I know not where. The line is empty!
When I was a kid in Montana, my brother and I used to stream fish for trout. I love wading through the creeks and streams and didn't even mind fighting the brush, but I was never much for sitting and fishing. I love pan-fried trout. Sometimes we kids would get up early and catch a few fish and Mom would fry them for breakfast. Great with biscuits and jelly.
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