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    Bonne Terre, MO
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    river fishing, and deer hunting

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  1. Brian Jones

    Shimano Bantam Curado 200 CU

    If not spoken for by lipripper I'll take them.
  2. Brian Jones

    The Great floods of '93

    I have several memories from that summer. My favorite. We were coming back from St. Louis one afternoon and as we neared Arnold traffic on 55 south was backed up in all lanes and moving at a snail's pace. As we crawled along, a blazer full of teenagers with what appeared to be a new driver comes barreling down the shoulder honking, screaming obscenities and gesturing to everyone they passed. About a half hour later, as we neared Richardson Road, the blazer had been cut off by a very frustrated carpenter (white pants) who apparently had exhausted all of his patience. He had the driver of the blazer out of the vehicle and was giving him a few lessons about respect while he buddies all sat in the blazer watching their chauffeur get his brains beat in. I remember the bloody mouthed little turd screaming and crying and pleading with the passing motorists for someone to call the police on their "car phone" which at that time was still quite a luxury. A short while after we passed, as the police were coming northbound and trying to cross over, the carpenter made his way down the shoulder to the Richardson Road exit and faded into obscurity. I also remember traveling through Chesterfield Valley shortly after 40/61 re opened and seeing a euc truck parked in a hole in the levee with enough room to park another one beside it. We also spent a few evenings down at Ste. Gen filling sandbags at the Valle high school parking lot. One of those evenings, my girlfriend (now wife) was interviewed by a reporter from the Post Dispatch and her interviewed was included in an article he did about the volunteers. My girlfriend (now wife) bought her first new car from Neal Chevrolet in Festus that summer. Neal's lot was on the low ground and they had all of their inventory parked up and down Main Street as they tried to liquidate them. One final memory was K-SHE playing Jackyl's new hit single "When Will it Rain" about three times a day. Seemed like every time there was a shift change, the new DJ would start their shift with that song.
  3. Floated my favorite stretch of Big River Saturday with another local river rat whose wife is a long time co-worker of Jennifer's. Justin and I had been trying to get a trip together for quite some time but never could get our schedules to align. We were finally able to make it happen and were both looking forward to the trip. We got to the put in at daylight; only to discover that someone was already in front of us. We fished through the first quarter mile or so with only a couple of topwater blow ups. The river was it's usual clear for this stretch and was actually a little lower than normal for this time of the year. By the end of the first real hole we had caught the young couple who had put in before us and passed them. Now we had the water to ourselves. In the next hole, the day started to improve as we each landed our first keepers of the day. As we continued down river the clouds were building to the west and soon you could occasionally hear the distant rumble of thunder. Around 10:30 the rain had finally caught up with us and as luck would have it, we were in a hole with a bridge. We paddled down to the bridge and took refuge under it for the next hour. Around 11:30 the rain had subsided enough that we put on the rain jackets and pushed back out to finish the trip. We had lost about a foot of visibility but the river was still fishable and we continued to catch fish through the next good hole below. However, as we floated into that hole, the rain returned and this time was much like the rain that Forrest encountered in Vietnam. There was stinging rain, big o'l fat rain, and even rain straight up from underneath. As we neared the end of that hole, a pretty significant run off was dumping muddy water into the river thus cutting our visibility down to less than a foot. We decided to paddle through the next couple of holes in an attempt to get ahead of the mud and maybe salvage at least part of the second half of the float. As we paddled through the next big hole, which is a local swimming hole, the water visibility was down to less than six inches and we pretty much conceded the day. In the next hole down, the first of several intermittent creeks which had a flow strong enough that one could've floated them with minimal difficulty entered the river. Upon seeing this, we realized that this was probably not the best conditions to be on the river in and began to make a more concerted effort to paddle towards the weigh in. Each creek entering the river as we paddled toward the take out brought it's level a little higher and it's flow a little heavier. As we passed two of the more noticeable landmarks on this stretch, both were completely submerged and barely even breaking the water which lead us to conclude that the river had come up at least 3-4 feet. Another noticeable sign that the river was way high was that you could see out in several fields that you can't when the river is at a normal level. We covered that last couple of miles of the float in a little over 30 minutes and when we reached the take out the river was running about 2 feet over the road. Though the day had a rather abrupt ending we managed to catch 11 keepers; most of them being largemouths and each of us boated one over 18 inches. While we never felt threatened or unsafe because of the river conditions, I have a new appreciation for just how fast a small stream's personality can change and how quickly one can find themselves in a dangerous situation. First pic is of Justin with a 19 incher Me with an 18 1/2 incher. Repped the sleeveless shirt in honor of my good friend Joe D. and his adoration of my fishing wardrobe......... and also because I knew that the opportunity of catching a "picture" fish through this stretch would be high. Pic of the river crossing at the take out. I'm going to refrain from naming the access, but most that are familiar with Big River will recognize it right away.
  4. Brian Jones

    Another Boat Runs Into a Cliff

    Show's your age Wrench.......................... Just kidding. I only say that because our local marine service tech, whom I imagine is around your age, won't work on I/Os anymore either. Says it hurts too much to anymore to have to work bent over or on your hands and knees in a hot engine compartment.
  5. Floated my favorite stretch of Big River Saturday with another local river rat whose wife is a long time co-worker of Jennifer's. Justin and I had been trying to get a trip together for quite some time but never could get our schedules to align. We were finally able to make it happen and were both looking forward to the trip. We got to the put in at daylight; only to discover that someone was already in front of us. We fished through the first quarter mile or so with only a couple of topwater blow ups. The river was it's usual clear for this stretch and was actually a little lower than normal for this time of the year. By the end of the first real hole we had caught the young couple who had put in before us and passed them. Now we had the water to ourselves. In the next hole, the day started to improve as we each landed our first keepers of the day. As we continued down river the clouds were building to the west and soon you could occasionally hear the distant rumble of thunder. Around 10:30 the rain had finally caught up with us and as luck would have it, we were in a hole with a bridge. We paddled down to the bridge and took refuge under it for the next hour. Around 11:30 the rain had subsided enough that we put on the rain jackets and pushed back out to finish the trip. We had lost about a foot of visibility but the river was still fishable and we continued to catch fish through the next good hole below. However, as we floated into that hole, the rain returned and this time was much like the rain that Forrest encountered in Vietnam. There was stinging rain, big o'l fat rain, and even rain straight up from underneath. As we neared the end of that hole, a pretty significant run off was dumping muddy water into the river thus cutting our visibility down to less than a foot. We decided to paddle through the next couple of holes in an attempt to get ahead of the mud and maybe salvage at least part of the second half of the float. As we paddled through the next big hole, which is a local swimming hole, the water visibility was down to less than six inches and we pretty much conceded the day. In the next hole down, the first of several intermittent creeks which had a flow strong enough that one could've floated them with minimal difficulty entered the river. Upon seeing this, we realized that this was probably not the best conditions to be on the river in and began to make a more concerted effort to paddle towards the weigh in. Each creek entering the river as we paddled toward the take out brought it's level a little higher and it's flow a little heavier. As we passed two of the more noticeable landmarks on this stretch, both were completely submerged and barely even breaking the water which lead us to conclude that the river had come up at least 3-4 feet. Another noticeable sign that the river was way high was that you could see out in several fields that you can't when the river is at a normal level. We covered that last couple of miles of the float in a little over 30 minutes and when we reached the take out the river was running about 2 feet over the road. Though the day had a rather abrupt ending we managed to catch 11 keepers; most of them being largemouths and each of us boated one over 18 inches. While we never felt threatened or unsafe because of the river conditions, I have a new appreciation for just how fast a small stream's personality can change and how quickly one can find themselves in a dangerous situation. First pic is of Justin with a 19 incher Me with an 18 1/2 incher. Repped the sleeveless shirt in honor of my good friend Joe D. and his adoration of my fishing wardrobe......... and also because I knew that the opportunity of catching a "picture" fish through this stretch would be high. Pic of the river crossing at the take out. I'm going to refrain from naming the access, but most that are familiar with Big River will recognize it right away. This post has been promoted to an article
  6. Brian Jones

    Wash State Park Float?

    All kidding aside, I crossed over big river at Blackwell late this morning and an outfitter had just dumped in a dozen or so kayaks at the private access on the left just downstream from the bridge. Two passenger vans pulling empty canoe trailers were pointed toward Washington state park so I assume it was the outfitter from the park.
  7. Brian Jones

    Wash State Park Float?

    I asked the park for that amenity once and wasn't allowed back for five years............
  8. Brian Jones

    Mineral Fork access and float question

    That's what I thought too. But in that pdf file it listed Hwy 185 as put in point. And don't worry about me leaving a rig at F. Been there, done that and paid the deductible...... June 1994..... Ringer: It is a pdf file that I pulled off of here that was put togther by the missouri smallmouth alliance. Kind of a neat read and I saved it to the computer. But for the life of me I cannot find it on the site now.
  9. It's been established that access to the Fork is now extremely problematical at F and 47. So my question is:............. How is the floating from 185 down to F? In the Ozark stream smallmouth destinations it says that the distance from 185 to F is only three miles. Who has been through this stretch and what is the floating like?
  10. Brian Jones

    Wade Fishing At The Shut-Ins

    Hwy E (Cedar Bottom) to Dug Hill Bridge (Hwy C/N/Jewett) is excellent fishing. However it is an ALL DAY float and a lot of work. A friend and I did it once years ago in early August and I felt like I'd went the distance with Creed when we got to the truck......... Pretty sure we caught fish that had rarely if ever seen baits. We still talk about that trip occasionally, but neither of us have been back since. At 22, the work was worth the reward. At 44, I'm not so sure.........
  11. Brian Jones

    Good runs

    And to think I always thought Famous Bar was a fancy upscale department store that only a few people from Bonne Terre could afford to shop at.............
  12. Brian Jones

    Leaves, leaves, leaves!

    I fished Friday and Saturday on the "lower" part of the river; probably close to the same area you fished. Leaves weren't bad at all on Friday. But a bunch fell throughout the day Saturday. I'm gonna give them a week or so to all fall and then get full bore into winter mode.
  13. Brian Jones

    Council Bluffs Lake

    Tough lake to fish. Probably been close to 15 years since I've fished it. Was heading back from there one day after a sub par trip and it dawned on me that I could be at about three or four different accesses on the Meramec as quickly as I could get to Council Bluff. Always done the best there on cloudy days. Used to like to throw wacky rigged centipedes. Have a buddy that loves throwing a frog out there and has done fairly well with it.
  14. Brian Jones

    Asian carp way up the Big River

    Had the pic sent to me last night. Was skeptical at first as to the validity of it, but the person who posted it to facebook (initials L.E.??) is a former student/player of mine. It was apparently gigged from another former student's boat. The story was that the fish was in a school with about ten others. Pretty crazy and disappointing.....
  15. Brian Jones

    Meramec Property for sale.

    If only the house and beauty shop were paid off............................
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