Adventure Location: Rockport, Texas
Rolling Date: January 1, 2018
The fish were biting like all get out this morning. They were all measuring a very fat 17 inches long of speckled trout. The OFM caught way to many to bother counting. They all went back in to grow and make more trout for us to catch next year. The only reason the OFM quit catching is our stock of the lure ran out. The last one was on fish four or five when the sharp toothed trout shredded the lure to small bits.
In case you did not know it, all the trout in a school will be about the same size. If a fish joins the group and is much smaller than the larger fish, it will be eaten by the larger fish. So when the OFM catches a trout he knows what the rest of the available local fish will be in that size. Sometimes he leaves the area and hits up a different local spot in hopes of larger fish.
Speaking of big mullet head fools check out this true story. Yesterday during the non-productive fishing the OFM was changing lures after about every 10-15 casts. He is using a 3 inch long plastic jig with very sharp hooks. When he went to change the lure he cuts the line. The new lure is tied on the line and the long tag end needs to be trimmed. For about two centuries now the OFM has bitten the end off the monofilament fishing line.
On this morning he was hurrying a bit too much. The rod had a bit of tension on the line. His hands were wet with the salt water. As he lowered his mouth to bite off the tag end, the lure slipped from his hand and lo and behold the biggest fool on the water was lip hooked.
A bit of panic was the first emotion. Then he was able to determine that the barb had not gone into his lip. Then when the blood dripped onto his white tee shirt covering his excessively ample tummy, a bit more panic flowed through his foolish brain. He could see a trip to the local ER and a bit of knife work as the doctor filleted his lip like a fresh trout.
However sanity prevailed and he pulled gently on the lure and felt with his fingers to find out that the barb was free and clear of the skin. By now the combination of saltwater and fish slime was starting to create a burning sensation like a California forest fire. He pulled gently on the hook, and to our surprise, in the correct direction and the hook slid right out leaving a hole about three feet across that promptly filled with fish slime and salt water to enhance the sublime feelings of improper entry into his body.
He worked his way down the rocks to the fresh seawater and rinsed his wounds a few times with wonderful results. That was a close call. It must be time to stop biting tags ends off monofilament when it is close to a hook. Now he has a bruise about the size of a dime on his lip and a very small cut that is healing fast.
What the Teams has learned is that getting lip piercings with fish slime coated hooks lubricated with saltwater is NOT a good way of trying to have tooooo much fun.