Bird Watcher

there's a ton of them on CL, G. Just not the kind with the integral gas tank you were looking for. I saw one the other day for 150$

long answer is I've tried it and could get it to power on, but couldn't get the display to work.

short answer is no.

You should take some of your royalties and buy a new hat.

No. Once you get past the tennis courts~mouth of Buffalo Creek area, you are out of the lakes influence at normal, say 744-746 levels

lol. good one.

I have a place up Spring River that I catch a lot of Hybrids. I have found, through trial and error, that there is no use in fishing it unless the river gauge at Quapaw is reporting a very specific level. Not the really the same as using it to decide whether to float or not, but they do have their uses.

You can put them on an image hosting site like photobucket or flickr both are free to a certain level of data usage. I use Flickr. I pay 10$ a year for unlimited. That way my photos are in cloud storage in case something happens to my computer or phone. You can also use dropbox and a number of others. Once you have them there, all you have to do is grab the html code from the image and you can embed it in a post.

hahaha...endless possibilities with this one. I'm too lazy to flock decoys anymore. I really should, just can't make myself do it. I did get the picture of the spoon mold. They look good. I have a good inventory right now, I don't think I can break off what I have before cold weather gets here, but I may hit you up about them this winter to build an inventory for next summer. Here's to you and hoping you and your wife get the chance to have more fun flocking this week.

Chambug started it.

Tall tale...pics or it didn't happen. J/K. Nice story. You should really put this in the strange things you see on the water thread.

There used to be a big hole down on the river by my house that had a largemouth in it that could not be caught. Everyone that I knew had seen the fish or had it on at least once, but no one could get a hook in the fish. We called him "ol windchime" because so many lures were broken off in his lips that he sounded like a metal windchime when he would jump out of the water. Well, one afternoon I was down there fishing and wasn't doing much good so I took a break and climbed out on a Sycamore that grew out from the bank at about a 45 degree angle. As I sat there watching the water flow by, a school of minnows started to school and feed below me. I was watching their shimmering sides as the picked away at the gravel when all of the sudden a violent dark green missile launched into the school. It was old windchime. He blasted the school of minnows and as he was slowly swimming back down into the depths, I noticed that on his back was a rather large long pincered crawdad. The kind that live in Table Rock and all the White River tribs. Well, that got me to thinking so I went back home and fetched a piece of bacon out of the fridge. Upon returning to the river hole, I crawled back up on that Sycamore with the piece of bacon and fishing pole. After lying motionless for a few minutes, I spotted ol windchime and his mini lobster companion underneath a large submerged log. I lowered that piece of bacon down the side of the log just above the crawdad and when he smelled it he crawled off of ol windchime and latched on. I quickly reeled him up and slung him up on the bank. Now, this crawdad was a big one. Every bit of 9" from the tip of his nose to the tail, with pincers he was close to a foot long. Once I had that crawdad in my bucket, I went to work on ol windchime. Believe it or not, I went through the entire tackle box trying to entice him to bite, but could not get any interest out of him. I remembered the school of minnows I'd seen him chase earlier and set off looking for them. I finally located them, caught a few in the seine, and baited my hook. On the first drift, ol windchime darted out and inhaled the minnow. All around, up, down, we went until finally he was played out. He went 11.2# on my Zebco DeLiar, but the most intriguing thing was the tackle in his mouth. I found 3 black buzzbaits, a chrome hot n tot, 2 white flukes, a Sammy, 4 jig and craws in assorted colors, 3 senkos, 4 crankbaits, and some type of home made spinner bait. All of them had line still attached to the bait but they were all neatly snipped 3-4" back from the fishes top lip. Right where the big crawdad had been attached to him.

looks good Marty! Let me know when you finish up and I will send some more your way. Yes, somewhere I have a beat up trash sack full of old socks from my grandiose plan to cover them all up when finished hunting each day. I think the first time I picked up after dark, or picked up in a sleet storm, or picked up trying to get out of the field before the big flock made their appearance, they were abandoned. I can't really remember how it went down now, but it was something along those lines.

Sad day when they are using native smallmouth to generate revenue. IDK why, but this really bothers me. I lived in Mc County for 5 years and I am pretty certain there will be some big Smallmouth killed that day if there is even 100$ on the line for 1st place. Live bait will be the bait of choice for big fish, fish will be hooked deep and driven all around in a cooler to the 'weigh-in'.

Wow! that is a great Ozark buck.

Quit it. and up here in MO, it's an acorn in the story, not a pecan. Can tell you're from TX with the pecan reference.

I once scooped up a covey of quail that had tried to fly all the way across the lake. I just happened to see them flush off one bank and they made it 3/4 of the way across when they all dove straight down in the water. I drove over and scooped them all up with a landing net took them to the bank and let them go.

My Dad has the same story, only with two objects instead of 4 and it was on a small lake in OK. I always offer up the big blue popsicle explanation. He disagrees.

I only post about Smallmouth that I catch and fry up while wearing a Concealed Firearm. Well, except for the times that I catch and eat trout out of waters other than trout parks.

One morning early, about 4:30 am in early August, Dad and I headed down to a ramp on one of our favorite creeks to catch shad for the day of fishing. The two track road heads down through a clustering of mostly burnt out and abandoned trailers, but there are a few residents that still live there. As we rounded the last turn to the water we found ourselves behind a young man, probably in his early twenties, waking towards the lake. Dad and I continued on the 200 yds. to the water and launched the boat. Since the shad always gather right around the ramp, Dad and I like this place because you can just bump the boat off the trailer and catch shad in the dark in the morning. So, there we are just launched the boat and we are floating about 10 feet from the trailer and throwing the net. Here comes the guy down the road. He proceeds to walk straight past us out towards the lake without saying a word. He walks 200 yds out in to the lake until he falls off the flat into the creek channel. All that we can see is his cowboy hat floating and a lot of thrashing. This is in an unpopulated area and even if he were to make it to the other side, it's a straight up bluff on the other bank. Dad and I are wondering what to do, talking about going and picking him up when a truck pulls down the road to the dirt ramp. With a loud squealing fan belt howling, it proceeds to do a couple donuts and leave. After he leaves, we look back towards the guy in the lake and he is walking/stumbling back towards us. He walks all the way back, still clothed head to toe and wearing a cowboy hat and boots, passes within 15' of us and walks back up the road we all just came in on. All of this happened between 5-5:30 in the morning.

Twin Bridges to Grove is a lot of real estate. There were some white bass up spring river last night, but if you really wanted something you could count on, I'd head towards Grove. Patricia Island, Two Tree and Bad Island, Governors Island, all have humps around them that the whites really like and would be a good place to start. Usually, in the fall, if they aren't out on the humps look for the nearest gravel point that the wind has been blowing in to. Crappie, I couldn't tell you. Usually in the fall if I want to catch some I head up the rivers and catch them shallow on wood but I haven't been.

I caught more on spoons than live shad last time I went....four down rods with shad caught three fish, two poles with jigging spoons caught 13 out of the same schools of fish.

I would almost guarantee one of them has been riding in his live well for awhile and one is a fresh fish. They change colors when you put them in the live well.

I am a closet one upper..hahaha! more like just a major league B.S er

You've got an emotional story on your site, but good lord! 25.99 For a crappie ruler? I sure am glad I don't keep anything but 13"ers and bigger. I just measure them by if I can get my two hands around their belly. If I can't they go in the well, if I can they go back in the lake. Looks like it would get expensive if I wanted to keep little ones.