Ok... I've been lax on rants recently... Possibly because I have been in a great frame of mind due to simplifying things... Yeah I know its Wednesday and not Friday but I'm gonna be fishin and this is fresh on my mind.
I don't talk about chunking too much... I don't do a lot of it... Most of my offshore is trolling... If and when I do go chunkin though I'm a fan of various suppliments. Squids, peanut bunker, and spearing can often trip the trigger to feed when butters and sardines alone wont.
So off I go to the Rumson boat ramp that holds a good amount of spearing to see if can get a few gallons of yummy ones. The tide was way high when I got there. Crabs were a problem as I dropped my baited umbrella net in place to place.
A few strays became bait for snapper blues as I waited for a better tide. I picked at 6-10" snappers and even a few tiny weakfish. Then here came the bait. A half cup or so per dip was flowing pretty good. A dad with two little girls of maybe 5 or 6 years old and a 3 year old handful of son showed up to pick on the snappers. Of course being Rumson, the girls were clad in Lili Pulitzer skorts whiloe little brother was laid out in Cardin Plaid...![]()
They were more than the dad could handle so I stepped in and gave him a hand. Hell I have a kid and can remember what it was like. A little annoying but not what the rantis about...
I got in a good rythm and soon the cooler began filling nicely... Before I knew it there was close to five gallons of prime chummers in the box and it was time to go... I got home and hand picked out some larger ones for fluke fishing next year...
Then... First one then several yellow jackets showed up.I'd love to find the dumb son of a ***** who thought it would be a good idea to import them from California to eat gypsy moths
. History has taught us that each time we dick with mother nature we get a newer worse problem. Africanizing bees was supposed to improve honey production. That one really bit us on the ass... Our Florida State guys importing a breed and genetically engineering "love bugs" to eat skeeters. The only thing they eat is paint when swarms of their acid filled little bodies get caught in traffic... There are others, snake heads, pirhanas, and our new Florida invasion of monster burameese pythons all brought to us through genius wanna be's who couldn't care for them.
Now these yellow jacketed bastards and I go back to my early teens. I learned much about them including that they like hollow trees or holes in the ground to live in. I know that getting under an apple tree with rotting apples is a quick way to collect a few pain ful stings. Then at the other end of the spectrum from apples is spearings. The winged death just love em.
Before I know it I'm surrounded by a swarm but as long as neither side gets aggressive yther should be no problem. I continue sorting and bagging. Then I go to wipe some sweat off my head. BZZZZZZT! Right in the ear!![]()
The alarm is sent and another nails the hand then they're commin fast and furious.![]()
I step inside and get armed. Its tennis raquet time and the Spaulding Graphite starts evening the score. As I plant them one by one over the left field fence the sorting ceases. The good fluke class baits just join the chummin class ones... The war leaves me with welts and them filling little bee body bags... Who was that dumb ass who broght em here? We need to talk...![]()


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I'd love to find the dumb son of a ***** who thought it would be a good idea to import them from California to eat gypsy moths
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