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

[troutfiend1985]

I should try that on my girlfriend Just joking, but I'm amazed that she hasn't hooked herself more.

[flytyer57]

I have been hooked twice and they happened back to back during the winter trout program. On both occasions I was fishing a jig under and indicator and while landing a fish the jig came unhooked. The bend in the rod caused the jig's to rocket right toward my face. First jig ended up in my eyebrow and was only really a glancing blow. The second one stuck me between my eyes and embedded in the bridge of my nose (causing my nose to bleed). Let me tell you that jig was hauling @ss when it hit me and I went down like I had been shot. I stood up with blood coming out my nose and a jig stuck bascially between my eyes. Thankfully, both barbs had been pinched down so the hooks came out very easily. I ended with some pretty good bruising and swelling. My boss at work asked me I have been in a fight. I was to embarrassed to correct anyone so I just went with it.

This is another reason it is always a good idea to wear impact resistant glasses at all times when fishing.

You might be able to drive yourself to the hospital with a hook in your scrotum, but try it with a hook in your eye.

[stlfisher]

This is another reason it is always a good idea to wear impact resistant glasses at all times when fishing.

You might be able to drive yourself to the hospital with a hook in your scrotum, but try it with a hook in your eye.

Yep, I have worn sun glasses since that day.

[97procraft]

I was in a tournament on the rock and I was fishing with a floating Rapala and had cast it over a limb. It was not stuck in the tree, so I reeled it up close to the limb and with a quick jerk the lure came back at me at the speed of light. I tried to turn, but was not near as fast as the lure. The bait hit me in the middle of the chin. As I turned to my partner, he could not stop laughing as I had a lure hanging from my face. Once he realized it was not coming out, he stopped laughing and cut the hook off of the lure. He asked me if I wanted to go in to hospital, I told him no because we already had a limit in the box and it was only 10:00 am. I had him cut the other two hooks and the shank off, but leave enough for the doctor to grab a hold of. I fished all day with that hook in my chin and the goatee hid it pretty well at weigh in. We ended up taking first in the tournament. Didn't win much money, but the prizes were great. That is a fishing trip I will never forget.

I am the short fella

[kelly]

I was pond hopping and fishing a freshly sharpened Baby One Minus. It grabbed a weed and when I jerked it made a beeline for my face. Johnny Bench would have been proud of that catch. Buried the hook so deep in my index finger I couldn't bare to mess with it. Two hours and an ER visit later it was out and numb ever since.

[kelly]

)... and went into the "jewels"...

I was thinking of gettinng a tying vice but...no

[FishinCricket]

)... and went into the "jewels"...

I was thinking of gettinng a tying vice but...no

LOL, good point!

[AZ_Trout]

I can think of 3 cute stories --None as good as Leonard's...

1st - I had taken my little brother and one of his friends- both about 8 yrs old, to a local pay to fish lake. Somehow his friend found a way to hook my brother in the nose...now both are jumping around yelling..I'm yell at them and running off a string of cussing. I also had my girl friend's little 5 yr old brother too. Now I remember the cussing --so I explain --He can't every use those words. We get home --"How was the fishing?" "OK, Les got a hook in his nose and I learned a bunch of new words I can't say" Great

2nd This happened to some fiends on a Montana trip. 4 guys all cousins - 3 avid fly-fisherman, #4 a brother in law to one of the 3. Well the #4 finds a way to swallow a fly. How??? Why???? it was a small #18 --why it was in his mouth??? So off to the ER they go. They left the 2 brother in laws at the hospital and the other 2 went back to the river --why ruin a trip ..."call or get a ride back to the river when you all are done." "You leaving us here?" "Yeah --he's your brother in law"

3rd - Me I'm a right handed caster, I was working a point at this lake --I had trees behind me to the right --the fish I wanted were rising to my right --so I'm trying to throw line over my left shoulder with my right arm.(At this time I had never thought to turn my back to the lake and cast towards the land side of the lake and let my back cast fall on the water).... Needless to say casting over my left side didn't work -- I stuck my self in the left check. Lucky or not it was the exposed check. It was about time to finish for the day so I cut off the fly- drove home - and removed my piercing with the help of the mirror and a set of kellys.

[Greasy B]

The first human hook up that taught me a lesson happened on the Gasconade somewhere downstream from Adams Ford. My brother had a Rooster Tail caught in a tree; a firm yank sent the lure flying right at his face striking him in the forehead with the hook embedded in the tender flesh between his eyelid and nose. After much commotion we pulled over to weigh our options. Medical help was a long way off and we still had two days of fishing ahead of us so it was obvious we would have to take matters in our own hands. While I’m well aware of the various techniques for hook removal this amounted to my brothers desperate plea to just jerk it out and me complying. About the time we got the hook out his skin his forehead started to swell up from the impact, after an hour or so he looked like Frankenstein and his eyes were just about sealed shut. Since that time safety glasses are required gear on every trip.

The other human hookup involved a rambunctious smallmouth, the skin on top of my hand and a Zara puppy connecting both. With two hook points deeply embedded I had to cut my flesh with a dull knife to free one so I could push the other through and snip the barb. Since that day I have bent down the barbs on all my lures and flies. As it turns out going completely barbless has had little impact on my ability to land fish and has greatly decreased my anxiety when unhooking a fish or jerking a lure off a snag. Admittedly fishing barbless top water baits especially buzz baits l turns into touch and go fishing but I’m good with that.

[Guest]

I was fishing by myself at Lake Avalon in Bella vista.

It was raining off and on, and the bass were chewing any crawdad crankbait. I caught almost 50 bass that day, when a 10” bass slipped thru my hands and buried the #4 treble hook into the meat of my ring finger. It starts going psycho, so I laid it on the carpet and put my knee on its back to pin it down. Now, I have to reach into my tackle bag for my Klein side cutters. I cut off the o-ring to release the fish from the bait and my hand. I knew how to pop it free, but couldn’t get the right angle with one hand. So, I decided to tie on a jig and fish one handed. This went on for an hour, until I hooked another bass. Then it occurred to me that I had to find a landowner to pull the hook out.

Keep in mind; this was a no wake lake. If you want attention, just blast off and ride up and down the lake. This usually results in somebody yelling at you and calling the lake ranger. Didn’t happen. It was raining very hard at this point; there was nobody fishing and nobody outside their house to witness. Not good, I didn’t want to put the boat on the trailer and visit the ER.

I found a man and his kid bank fishing at the dam. Thank god, they were there. I ran my boat right up on the bank next to where they were fishing and jumped out. The guy kinda stumbled back in disbelief. I asked if he knew the proper method of pulling hooks out. He said no. I then told him that he was about to learn, so listen up. At this point he couldn’t disagree, b/c he thought I crazy.

I took a piece of 20lb mono and made a loop, then showed him the proper angle and pulling point. “If you get this right, it leaves a tiny hole, you screw it up and I get a gasher.” I knelt down on the dock and held my finger out flat, then told him to put the loop over the hook. Now pull. He pulled just enough to make it hurt like crazy. I was like, stop right there. I looked him square in the eyes and instructed him to pull it like you were starting a lawn mower. A look of disbelief and sheer terror came over him. I assured him that it would work fine, just yank on a count of three. 1,2,3 POP. The hook flew about 10ft in the air and landed in the lake. It was a perfect pull and a good lesson. I offered him my finest crawdad crankbait and a few small bass for them to eat.

Went back out with that jig and crushed 5 bigguns, my finger was sore the next day.