Hog Wally got a reaction from JestersHK in Middle meramec walleye
Here’s a couple or 3 nice walleye I’ve caught lately on my home waters There’s been a consistent big smallie bite for weeks but I can’t help but go after these toothy creatures. I lost a really big one a week ago that I’m speculating in the 29” range.
Hog Wally reacted to fishinwrench in Boating Etiquette When Encountering Kayakers
Whatever the rules are you can rest assured that they will be broken.
Generally the craft with the least amount of manuverability has the right of way (paddle craft and sail boats for example) but don't expect that to save you from vehicular homicide in a courtroom. Run over a PWC with a 60' cruiser and your lawyer will get fat off of you. It isn't going to matter that the PWC had more manuverability.
On the other hand, let your 16'Jon boat get in front of a river barge and you just committed suicide.
Hog Wally reacted to Smalliebigs in (4/6/19) Quick Pre-Spawn Smallie Beatdown
Dude watching you and Aaron just obliterate so many nice Smallies so fast was just one of the coolest things I have ever seen.
I was honored to be there just to watch and net your guys fish hahahaha.......AWESOME stuff my friend.
That pig you caught was such a sweet fish, when you get to see a legit 20+ up close and hold them it is really a cool thing.
You and Aaron rock brother!!!
Hog Wally reacted to MOsmallies in (4/6/19) Quick Pre-Spawn Smallie Beatdown
I was supposed to head to Lake of the Ozarks this past weekend but a health emergency in the family changed our plans last minute. My wife and I wanted to stay close to home just in case anything changed with my Father-in-Law. Luckily, he is doing well!
Even though we both agreed staying home was the right thing to do, my wife knew I was a little bummed to not be headed to the lake as I haven't fished since early December. When HogWally (Aaron) and SmallieBigs (Scott) reached out to me on Friday to see if I could fish with them Saturday morning, my wife told me I'd be crazy not to go 😉!
We met at the ramp at 6:15 am on Saturday morning to the river being 5 feet high and off-color but not too bad. Visibility was about 1 foot. Aaron was a little worried as the river had risen about a foot overnight.... But if there is anyone who knows where the fish group up during these conditions it's Aaron! We took off in the fog and headed to the first spot. Water temps were 50 when we started and rose to 52 by mid-morning.
Pulled up to the first spot and we really never had to leave. We snagged a couple gar right off the bat and then the Smallies started biting! A couple 13-14” fish and then I caught a nice 17” on a crankbait...
I hooked another 14” on the crankbait and while I was getting it unhooked, Aaron leaned into 19.5” giant on the Tackle HD Hi-Def Craw. A brute of a pre-spawn fish! Got a couple pics and watched her swim off hard!
A couple more 13-14” fish. Then I lucked into another BIG one! I was dragging the Hi-Def Craw down a current seem and she ate it. Rod doubled over on the hookset. Lots of hugs and high fives! She measured 20” and 4.4 lbs! Only my second 20” Smallmouth ever and I can’t think of many things that feel greater than that. Got some awesome pics while keeping her well hydrated between each shot. She thanked me with a tail slap of water to the face as she swam off! What a fish!!!!
But we weren’t done yet. I quickly caught another 15” on the Craw. Then Aaron caught a thick 17.5” that we all thought was a hybrid. Mostly Smallmouth but seemed to have some Spotted Bass in her…
I caught another 17.5” football. This thing looked like a northern Smallmouth. Tall and thick with a big ole tail!
Bite slowed down on that spot so we headed to one more. Aaron caught another 17.5” and I had a 16” but that is all we could pull off that spot.
We fished about another 30 minutes without a bite and had to call it quits so we could all get back to family duties. Off the water by 9:30 am. I love spending time in the boat with these two guys… The big Smallmouth were just icing on the cake!
Hog Wally reacted to Al Agnew in A couple half days...
Mary was going to be gone from Thursday to tonight, so I had a choice to make...do I watch the NCAA tournament and overdose on basketball, or go fishing? I didn't make any real plans, just decided to go if the urge struck me. A couple months ago, after I'd gotten up at 5 AM to go play basketball from 6 to 7, with boat trailer already hooked up on the truck so that I could leave for the river right after basketball, Mary was telling her sister Tina what I was doing, and Tina said, "you know, it must be nice to have two things you are that passionate about." So really, although there is not much that would override my passion for fishing, this was basketball...but...I don't love watching basketball quite as much as I love playing. So when I woke up Friday morning, knowing it was going to be a nice day and the trolling motor batteries were already charged, I headed for the Meramec.
This is usually the toughest time of the year for me to figure out the bass on the Meramec. They are leaving their wintering pools and heading for spawning areas, but they are so much in transition that sometimes it's hard to find them...or at least find some that are willing to bite. I headed up the river to a certain wintering pool, and then went right on by it to the next riffle upstream, which has a big slow eddy right up against the fast water. Sometimes, that kind of current seam seems to gather the moving fish. Sure enough, using a deep diving crankbait, I hooked a nice smallmouth on about the third cast. A couple casts later, another one. I ended up catching a half dozen there. Okay, got that figured out. But I was curious whether there were any fish left in the wintering pool, especially toward the lower end where I'd found a pile of them earlier in the year.
A half hour and two small bass later, I concluded they were gone. So, find more eddies at the bottoms of riffles? I drifted downriver, fishing smaller eddies along good banks with some current, catching a few more small fish...and then a 17 inch male on the crankbait in one of those little areas. So I kept fishing down one more similar bank. Then I hooked a fish that felt much bigger. It came to the surface, and I was excited. This looked like my first 20 incher of the year. I played it carefully and lipped it...well, maybe not quite 20 inches, but it was a heavy, thick female. I put it on the ruler on the front of the boat...18 3/4th inches! Wow, I couldn't believe I'd misjudged the length of that fish so much. Still, it was a great smallie.
But then...I KNEW I needed to replace my trolling motor batteries. They had gotten to where they were only putting out half the power they had when good, but that had been enough the last trip I made before spending five weeks in Montana, and I'd kinda forgot about their deterioration. They had supposedly charged up okay the night before. But by the time I caught the big fish, they were about done. A half hour later, I was done...no power. So I headed back to the ramp, and decided to spend the rest of the day working around our cabin on the river, where I'd spend the night.
Saturday morning was just too nice. I had to get back on the river. So as soon as the local boat dealer opened at 8 AM, I was there buying trolling motor batteries. I put in at the nearest access to the cabin and headed upriver, hoping the crankbait bite would continue. First spot, two small bass. Second spot, nothing. I tried a couple of riffle bottom eddies. Nothing. Headed upriver as far as I wanted to fish back down, and stopped at a pool that usually produced both winter and summer bass. Two more dinks.
The next pool downstream has one of the best riffle bottom eddies of any pool on this stretch. The riffle is fast and dumps into the pool at a near 90 degree angle, with a smallish but beautiful eddy that drops off into 12 feet of water abruptly. First cast with the crankbait--16 incher. Second cast--a heavier fish struck. After the bad guess the day before, I figured when I saw this one that it was probably 18 inches. But it was another heavy female, and this time when I put it on the ruler, it came to 19 inches. The eddy produced four more fish, each one a little smaller than the last, the last one barely 11 inches.
I fished down the pool below, catching one more small fish. By that time, you could tell it was a spring Saturday...the jetboat motorheads were showing up, people buzzing up and down the river joyriding, and I was getting a little annoyed. It sure is nicer to fish during the week. I came to a marginal riffle bottom eddy, and caught a marginal fish from it. Next one didn't look as good, and didn't produce anything. I couldn't find any more that looked like they would hold fish. I caught two more little ones, and then it was 4 PM and I was ready to call it quits.
But it was nice to get into a couple of good fish, anyway.
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Hog Wally reacted to Jerry Rapp in Al Gore
this has been around a while, but is worth reading again........
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older lady that she should bring her own grocery bags, because plastic bags are not good for ...the environment.
The woman apologized to the young girl and explained, "We didn't have this 'green thing' back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations."
The older lady said that she was right -- our generation didn't have the "green thing" in its day. The older lady went on to explain:
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled. But we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags that we reused for numerous things. Most memorable besides household garbage bags was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our school books. This was to ensure that public property (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags. But, too bad we didn't do the "green thing" back then.
We walked up stairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn't have the "green thing" in our day.
Back then we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throw away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts. Wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day.
Back then we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she's right; we didn't have the "green thing" back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blade in a r azor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn't have the "green thing" back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service in the family's $45,000 SUV or van, which cost what a whole house did before the"green thing." We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the "green thing" back then?
Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart posterior young person.
We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to piss us off... Especially from a tattooed, multiple pierced smartass who can't make change without the cash register telling them how much.
Hog Wally reacted to BilletHead in Al Gore
1 here in BilletHeadVille this morning. Long term recorded records is showing a change but we must remember on earth we have had multiple ice ages. Who really knows what the maker has for us in the future. He only knows. I may get a bit concerned if the snow birds begin to winter in the artic circle or waterfowl migrate north for the fall and winter. I for one am tired of the Winter,