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Friday, May 29, 2015

Don’t forget your raincoat

COLUMN: My family was invited to a friend’s house for supper one night. She told us that poppy seed chicken was on the menu. A few minutes later she called back and asked if we had any butter. The phone rang again and she asked if we had any poppy seeds. I laughed and told her I believed all she had was some chicken and an idea. It’s funny how something seems like a good idea before you consider the necessary preparations.
I was in Water Valley on Monday. I really wanted to go fishing. Since I didn’t have my boat, I thought it would be a great idea to call Mike Edwards and borrow his waders, jig pole and a few jigs. I’d had luck with those before. I knew the lake level was just right to fish the stake bed that Fred Brown had built specifically for me out from Mooney Creek. I decided after walking the first mile that I had miscalculated. Not only was it further to the water than I expected, there were five trucks sitting on Mooney Creek at the old Mud Line bridge. I could have driven from the boat landing like those from Water Valley who had planned properly and parked within 30 yards of the water.

I went ahead and waded into the water beginning to question my good idea. For about an hour-and-a-half I fished and had a great time. Even though I caught 15 fish, I was wading in mud the whole time. That mile -and-a-quarter walk back to the truck made me realize that my great idea of where to fish was fine, but I had lacked a well-thought-out plan.

Friday I fished at Enid again. On my way home, I stopped at Hilltop. Kyle Connor pulled up as I was leaving and asked when I was going to carry him fishing. I told him to be right at the spot we were standing in the morning at 5. At 4:24 Saturday morning, Kyle called and asked if we were still going fishing due to the severe weather. I told him that it would not be lightning at Gum’s Crossing at 6. He said, “I’ll be there.” We started fishing at 6. It started raining at 7. I was prepared for this trip, wearing an old rain suit I keep in my truck. Kyle was cold and wet. By 10, I could tell that Kyle’s great idea of fishin’ with Chick wasn’t quite what he had planned. However, we caught a lot of fish and by 2 p.m. we were able to feel our toes again.

I spoke to Randy Bishop the other day. He said that he had seen more big fish caught on Sardis this year than he has ever seen since he’s been a game warden. I’ve caught more small fish than I’ve ever caught on Enid and Grenada. I’m sure that as soon as the word gets out that so many big fish are being caught on Sardis there will be less fishermen where I like to fish.

With the rains this week I do expect the crappie to make one more big run to shallow water due to the rise in the lake and expected warm temperatures in the next week. Remember lots of big fish are being caught on Sardis. Lots of small fish are being caught on Enid and Grenada. (April 1, 2011, Page 8A)

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