"aaaaarrrgghh! I Hooked Myself In The....."

[FishinCricket]

I was a month over 30 when I first stuck myself with a lure... Mine happened when I was releasing a trout the other day.. Luckily I had a good friend along who knew the trick for removing the hook...

How about you? What's your story?

(edited to poll to add option 7, "Never been hooked")

[flytyer57]

Except for a few pricks and scratches, I've never hooked myself. Not in the flesh anyway. I have gotten hooks caught in my shirt, jacket and pants though.

[Stoneroller]

i caught a small rainbow trout, thought i'd lip it like a bass, big mistake. as soon as i grabbed it, the fish wigged out and flipped around embedding one of the treble hooks all the way to the shank in the end of my thumb. so there I stand with a hook buried in my thumb with a trout on the other end freaking out! mmmmm pain, feels so good.

I managed to get the trout off the other hooks and attempted to pull the hook out myself, but to no avail. Seems your brain doesn't like it when you cause pain to yourself. go figure.

so we hopped in the car and drove 20 min back to town. Went over to my gf's parents' house. Her dad is a smart guy and I figured he'd have a remedy, he did. we removed the hook from the lure, then stuck my thumb in ice water for about 20 min. when i pulled my thumb out of the water it was bright red and felt like it was on fire. Jim grabbed the hook with some needlenose pliers and yanked it out swiftly. Bunch of bubbly, yellow fat tissue came out with the hook. I've never felt pain that felt so good in my life!

Now I mash down the barbs on all of my lures. Thankfully it was only a finger and not my face or eye.

[eric1978]

My only hook in finger story worth telling...

A few friends and I were hanging out one evening while camping God-knows-where. We were sitting on the tailgate of my truck, yukkin' it up and having more than a few drinks. I pulled out a Plano box that held my new Megabass collection, and one of my buddies got a Pop-Max treble buried nice and deep while trying to untangle it from several others. Being the tough guy he thinks he is, he just yanked it out along with a considerable helping of finger meat, and in order to keep his massive ego inflated to the appropriate size, he swore it didn't hurt at all.

I said, "Wow, it looks like it would hurt, let me see it." He offered up his mutilated digit, and I reached out and squeezed that finger as hard as I could, and he screamed like a little girl. In retaliation he put his cigarette out on the tender flesh of my thigh, and I screamed like a little girl, too. I still have the scar.

We all came out losers that night.

[FishinCricket]

Except for a few pricks and scratches, I've never hooked myself. Not in the flesh anyway. I have gotten hooks caught in my shirt, jacket and pants though.

Ah, good point...

I added an option to the poll... Dunno why that hadn't occurred to me.

[FishinCricket]

My only hook in finger story worth telling...

A few friends and I were hanging out one evening while camping God-knows-where. We were sitting on the tailgate of my truck, yukkin' it up and having more than a few drinks. I pulled out a Plano box that held my new Megabass collection, and one of my buddies got a Pop-Max treble buried nice and deep while trying to untangle it from several others. Being the tough guy he thinks he is, he just yanked it out along with a considerable helping of finger meat, and in order to keep his massive ego inflated to the appropriate size, he swore it didn't hurt at all.

I said, "Wow, it looks like it would hurt, let me see it." He offered up his mutilated digit, and I reached out and squeezed that finger as hard as I could, and he screamed like a little girl. In retaliation he put his cigarette out on the tender flesh of my thigh, and I screamed like a little girl, too. I still have the scar.

We all came out losers that night.

Indeed, you did.. lol

[Danimal]

A few years ago me and a buddy were fishing on the Elk when I managed to cast my countdown Rapala over a tree limb. Carelessly, I gave it a good yank, at which point lure flew towards me and lodged the front treble hook firmly in my upper left butt cheek. I knew the fishing line trick, but the lure was in such an awkward place that I couldn't perform it on myself and I didn't trust my buddy to perform it correctly. At that point I decided on plan B, which was for my buddy to cut the hook at the shank and then push the point on through (yeah, it hurt). What made the situation even funnier is the fact that, as some of you may know, a rather busy highway runs right along the Elk river. Sure enough, as I stood there hunched over on the gravel bar, hands on knees, with my buddy apparently doing something to my butt with a pair of needle-nose pliers, a group of kids drove by and honked at us and yelled something that's considered politically incorrect by today's standards. I won't type it here but it rhymes with "BAGS!!!". In hindsight (no pun intended), it reminded me of the scene in that Austin Powers movie where he and the blond chick were in the tent together, but in this case it wasn't a hot blond, unfortunately, it was a dude. Dan-o

[ollie]

OMG! I just typed a long response and the computer screwed up on me!!! GRRRRRRR

I was like 34 when my experience happened. I went fishing one day after work and decided to take my son along who was only like 3 or 4 at the time. I was fishing Hickory Creek here in town and throwing a rebel crawdad with the sharp trebles. I was thowing up into a spring that feeds the creek and WHAM! fish on! After fighting him for awhile I finally got him to the shore. A nice healthy 16" hook-jawed male. Since I didn't have any hemos or anything else to get the hooks out I was trying to get them out by hand. The fish didn't seem to like that idea because he gave a massive head shake and threw the lure into me. Two of the back trebles inbedded into my calf muscle on my right leg. You know, one of those spots where there isn't any fat? So here I am standing there with a rebel crawdad sticking out my leg and my boy is crying. He's not crying because daddy just got hurt and is cussing up a storm. Oh no, he's crying because daddy let the fish go! So I sat there for a moment and debated on whether or not to go to the hospital. Since I was working a crappy job and didn't have insurance I decided I would take care of it myself. So I drove home with the lure still in my leg and tried to figure out what I would do next. First thing I did was psych myself up by drinking mass amounts of beer as fast as I could! After catching a buzz I decided to take a razor blade and heat the end of it up so it would be sterile. Then I proceeded to take the blade and cut the hooks out of my skin. I made 2 small slits in the skin about an 1/8" deep and just pulled the lure out. Looking back now, it really didn't hurt as bad as you would think.

[jdmidwest]

Duck Creek one summer evening in the canoe, my buddy in front and I in the back were fishing for bass with Heddon Torpedos. My buddy hooked a nice one and was cranking it in when it jumped and tossed the hook which came sailing back to me, in my knee. 3 points buried past the barbs. Cut the snap rings then cut skin and pushed the barbs back out and cut them off to remove the hooks. There were a few dizzy spells and some blood.

St Francis River, stepped out on bank to fish riffles, tossed a 3 hook Rapala and it hung on a limb. I gave it a yank and here it come, deflected it from my head with a quick move of my arm. Stuck one hook deep into the tendon of my wrist. I was having trouble operating with left hand and tried to get fishing buddy to help. He was too squemish and would not touch it. Finally worked the hook off the snap ring and continued to fish with the hook in my wrist. After a while, I figured the ER visit will cost some money and I did not really have time to drive 60 miles to the nearest ER. Grabbed the hook and yanked like hell, no ill effects after the initial pain wore off.

Frederick Creek, another buddy caught a 3 hook Rapala in the hand when a bass tossed it on the jump, it managed to connect 2 of his fingers together. I had to operate, cutting some flesh and pushing the hook thru to cut the barb.

A Leatherman tool, sharp knife, or a pair of pliers comes in handy on all fishing trips along with a couple of band aids I carry in my wallet.

[jdmidwest]

I was a month over 30 when I first stuck myself with a lure... Mine happened when I was releasing a trout the other day.. Luckily I had a good friend along who knew the trick for removing the hook...

Which trick? Push thru and cut, fishing line on the bend and yank, work it back out the way it came?