Gavin

You should try some Spam Masube's! The vinegar in the sushi rice makes it a great go snack. I'd prefer tuna but my pocket book disagrees!
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I remember living by an urban trout lake in college (long time gone). I ate allot of them since the GI bill just paid the rent.

You are not starving that is for sure! Good looking eats! I was gonna make some masubes(Hawaiian Spam Sushi) today and discovered that The Japanese like gizzard shad nigiri (fish on top of rice type sushi). There may be an untapped market for sushi grade gizzard shad!

Looks great people!
Fixed a small batch of tabouli today. My wife said I did not fix enough. Old family story.
Tonight I paired it with seasoned saute shrimp.
Good stuff.
 

We had a couple hits this week. I made Chicken Tamale Pie (Google it), and my wife  tried her hand at homemade butter. Butter was stinking easy on her Kitchen Aid Blender. So good!

We had a couple hits this week. I made Chicken Tamale Pie (Google it), and my wife  tried her hand at homemade butter. Butter was stinking easy on her Kitchen Aid Blender. So good!

We're all ready on this side of the state. Hope the birds cooperate next weekend. Buddy was out for youth hunt yesterday and didn't see much.

We are getting close. We are brushed, water is on, and decoys are cleaned and ready to pitch! Break a leg!

We are getting close. We are brushed, water is on, and decoys are cleaned and ready to pitch! Break a leg!

I bought the (half) pork loin from Walmart.   I did not trim it at all.   The recipe states to wrap it with food safe thread.  I didn't have any, so I used the skewers. I used the recipe from the following link. 
 
I thought it was amazing,  the kids didn't seem to care for it, but they insist it was good.  
https://cookthestory.com/how-to-stuff-pork-loin/
The Brussels sprouts were tossed in olive oil, course ground salt and pepper.  Roasted for 20 minutes while the pork was resting,  added the parmesean cheese after and roasted for 5 or 10 minutes longer with the pork.  

Man you are correct about the snakes. We were trying to fish below the dam one day and struggled with all of the snakes and teenage girls our age sunbathing on the back of the dam.

I have no idea, but I'm sure it involved a Grandpa Pigeon's purchased Zebco 202 and Sunnen Lake in Potosi, MO.  I still wish that I had that combo, but I broke the rod beating a cottonmouth to death with it 45-50ish years ago.  The spillway below the dam was one of our favorite spots, but very snakey.

MDC kinda sucks at managing regular maintenance and construction projects. Columbia Bottom Conservation area has been all but abandoned, and the Shell Osage "Remodel" is years overdue with no end in sight. All the stuff they bought 50 years ago is falling apart.

Don't Kiss Eileen.....

These are all pretty cool stories. 
I think I'm gonna change the title to something besides first fish. But we need to keep it clean, boys. 

You need more cannabis in there, but it stinks. Uncle Slayton likes the cash, and does not mind the smell.

Cavender's is great stuff. I always have some on hand. 

I have no idea, but I'm sure it involved a Grandpa Pigeon's purchased Zebco 202 and Sunnen Lake in Potosi, MO.  I still wish that I had that combo, but I broke the rod beating a cottonmouth to death with it 45-50ish years ago.  The spillway below the dam was one of our favorite spots, but very snakey.

I have no idea, but I'm sure it involved a Grandpa Pigeon's purchased Zebco 202 and Sunnen Lake in Potosi, MO.  I still wish that I had that combo, but I broke the rod beating a cottonmouth to death with it 45-50ish years ago.  The spillway below the dam was one of our favorite spots, but very snakey.

I don't remember the first fish I landed and touched.   I do remember the first fish I was supposed to catch.   My brothers took over the fight.   It was on my Zebco 202 combo in Boathouse Lake at Carondalet Park in St Louis City.   I baited it with corn, casted it, and failed to pay attention.   A guy that was older than us saw the take, and frustratingly alerted us.   I started to reel it in, my brothers forced their way to take over.   I may have been 8 or 9.   It was a common carp.   We took it home. That's about 45 minutes to an hour walk through the city.   Then our parents wanted nothing to do with it. LOL.   We were told to cook it on the barbecue pit.   3 boys who probably never started a (controlled) fire at this point.   We (they) butchered that fish.   Still had random scales and bones when it was placed over the fire.  I cant remember the taste. But the texture was not for me.  LOL.   
I've had carp since, and it was good.   

I fished vicariously through Field and Stream/Outdoor Life as soon as I could read.  Asked for and got a spincast outfit for Christmas when I was nine.  Rode my bike down to a little creek on the edge of town.  Caught two bullheads.  Took them back home and my grandmother helped me clean them and cooked them for my lunch.  I don't think I have a sweeter fishing memory - and after searching the memory banks I'm sure.  Thanks for a good topic Mr. Ness.

I can't tell you which one was my first.  I do have memories of fishing or being with my dad or grandad.
My dad got out of the navy, went to school at Wichita State, and worked nights at the post office.  He'd fish every once in a while, no boat, so local rivers and streams.  He'd drag me along, I wanted to go and mom was probably happy to see us both out of the house to give her some peace and quiet.
Once he was fishing the Arkansas river with me in tow.  I wasn't fishing, but was there with him.  The Arkansas was low at the time, lots of braids with some pools and generally a sandy river bottom and banks.  I remember he was fishing a pool on a side channel that had a steep bank on the other side.  That steep bank had some small holes in it.  All of a sudden out of one those holes a snake shot out like an arrow right at us.  I was maybe 4 years old at the time and that snake looked pretty big to me.  I took off running and so did my dad.  That's about all I remember, but I'll never forget it.
I have never seen a snake do that again to this day.

I was thinking about my first time fishing today, and thought I'd share the story. Like most of us, it was on a farm pond. But not just any farm pond...
My great great great grandfather Samuel arrived in Johnson County, KS around 1868 and started an 80 acre farm.  That farm stayed in the family through at least WWII, but then was sold. My uncle repurchased the farm in the 1960s and that's where I fished for the first time. I don't remember a lot about that trip or the fish,  but I'm sure it was a little bluegill that I caught. We stayed there a few times, and us kids really loved it. Mom not so much. Here's a Google Earth of the farm and pond today:


That square white building is the barn we all played in,  and that was a ton of fun for us city kids. My uncle kept the farm for several years, but it was eventually sold. At some point the old farmhouse burned and now it's a hodgepodge of metal buildings. But the barn looks the same, except for having a little tilt to it.
SO...what's the story on YOUR first fish?
 

I don't know if these were my first fish but I do remember catching bluegill and small bass from a.community pond at my aunt's place in Fishkill NY. We would only get out there once or twice every couple of years. That pond had the most aggressive bass. So much so that I would go thru my tackle box and try lures that I hadn't caught fish. If I couldn't get a bite in the pond I would just toss those lures🤔😉. In the late summer trips the bats would be thick and they would dive bomb our baits. 
I do remember catching my first brown trout in CT on a rooster tail when I was 10 or 11.
I know that I have told this story before. My first fly caught fish was a fallfish from a creek in the Poconos when I was 21. I was fishing a Caddis and lost sight of my bait. I made my back cast and the fish went sailing past my head and landed on the bank behind me🤣.

The first "fishing trip" I remember wasn't exactly what I thought it would be. My Gpa Tom was raised north of what is now Johnson's Shut -Ins so we would go there on occasion. The men were talking going fishing and me being a 6-7 year old kid thought that we'd get our limited fishing gear at the time and enjoy a family outing. This is going back several years ,but I remember it was strange that nobody had any fishing equipment but had gigs and 22 rifles. I don't recall anyone "catching" anything but do recall one black snake that caught my attention. At that age , the snake looked like a anaconda as it was laying on a limb right above where I was supposed to follow the men on the trail . I hit the brakes only to be questioned by Grandpa as to why I was stopping. I pointed to the snake and he reached up and grabbed the snake and threw it off in the brush. I pretty much stayed in his hip pocket the rest of the day.