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AnnaWerner

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    Lansing, Michigan, USA
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    fishing (DUH!), reading (fantasy and SciFi, mostly), bird-watching, paleontolgy, geology, guinea-pig-keeping, drawing, and seeing how much trouble I can get into on angling Forums!

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  1. Pumpkinseed are TOUGH fighters on light tackle, as are all "panfish"/sunfish. They are also delicious. The weirdest things I ever hooked were a turtle and a Round Gobie. The Gobie ended up as Gull food.
  2. I am not a Basketball fanatic, but I was disappointed as heck anyway that MSU lost. MSU is my school, after all. Everybody is depressed on campus today; we were all looking forward to a bit of a celebration today.
  3. For me, it's two things, in order: 1. weird people (I carry a large knife on my belt whenever I'm night fishing.) 2. slipping on a slippery spot that I can't see in the dark and blowing out my knee again (This is actually a perpetual source of paranoia whenever I go fishing, day or night. I've done it before, and the pain is beyond belief.)
  4. Are you allowed to laminate your licenses? In Michigan, we're allowed to laminate our fishing licenses as long as they're properly signed first. Ours are also rather flimsy if not laminated, but lamination makes them the same size, shape, and stiffness as a credit card, not to mention that falling into the river won't hurt a laminated license a bit.
  5. Didn't know where to put this story, but Carp are somewhat involved, so here it is: I tried a spot on Monday that I had not fished in I-don't-know-how-long, and with good reason; it has always been extremely steep and overgrown and dangerous to get to. It can easily take an hour to move just 50 feet along this stretch of bank because one has to navigate gravel slides, crawl under bushes (or whack at them with a machete), avoid slippery spots where you could fall in the river, climb over deadfalls, scramble from one "safe" spot of ground to another, and avoid breaking bones, twisting knees, or falling in the river, in many places at about a 70-degree angle. I twisted an ankle once down there, and boy, was it a chore climbing up again on THAT! Getting around down there with a rod and backpack is EXTREMELY difficult, so you can see why I hardly ever go there anymore. Despite the danger, though, it's a beautiful place. It has become SO dangerous that bums and kids don't go down and trash the place, and garbage from topside can't get through the undergrowth to roll down to the water. There are loads of critters down there to see: squirrels, Muskrats, 'coons, Mink, turtles, Woodchucks, myriad bird species, and, of course, fish. It's shady and quiet; even though you can still hear people on on the River Trail up above and cars on the street just upstream and see the backyards on the other side of the river, you still feel like you're in a howling wilderness. So, having given the description of the spot, I should talk about what I caught! I had taken only a light-action spinning rig, a quill float, redworms, and corn. At the first spot I tried, I got no hits for a few minutes, then the little 'gills hiding under the submerged concrete slabs started grabbing at the worm. Finally, I got a gopod hit, set the hook, and thought I had a bass on, except that it didn't fight like a bass, but came in side-on like a Bluegill. It turned out to be THE BIGGEST BLUEGILL I HAD EVER CAUGHT!!! He was coloured as if he were still on the bed, as long as my hand with the tail fin extending down past my wrist, and very wide and muscular. I didn't measure anything, as usual, but there is no doubt it was my PB Bluegill. I was fumbling with my camera bag for a photo, and the fish wriggled off of the barbless hook, bounced down the concrete slab, and hit the water with a splash, leaving me cursing with the camera half out of the bag. I'm still in shock. I COULD HAVE caught a Carp there as well, for I saw two cruising just a couple of feet from shore. I flipped my redworm out just up-current from them, intending for it to drift in front of their faces, but the worm had no sooner hit the water than a stupid dink Bluegill zipped out from under a log and inhaled the worm. The commontion, of course, tipped off the Carp to my attempts at catching them (though they probably already had seen me crawling along the culvert toward them), but they didn't swirl away with a splash or anything; they simply began veering out into the fast current and sank slowly out of sight before I could unhook the pesky Bluegill. I never saw another Carp that day.
  6. I had a customer who wanted 50 lb braid for Carp. I think he was off his rocker. I'd use no heavier than 20, normally closer to 15, especially for fish in the 25 lb range.
  7. Like any other bait, peas might be ignored totally in one area, but snarfed up in another. GIve it a go, I'd say. I'm planning on trying golden raisins, and I recently had a bit of luck on canned garbonzo beans, so who knows?
  8. I agree, though some generalizations about bait types might be made. This time of year, the Carp are either preparing to spawn or recovering after spawning, and so are eating an awful lot. They'll probably key in particularly to protien, so live bait (i.e. worms, maggots, casters) and meat (luncheon meat) might be good options. Scopex Pescaviva works well for me, and I believe it's because Scopex is a meat protein. Nightcrawlers (LARGE earthworms) also perform well for me here, though every other species gobbles them up as well.
  9. Hunting Dinosaurs, by Louie Psihoyos and John Knoebber. (I like dinosaurs as much as fishing!) The book has been a favourite of mine since I was a kid: It's about the new directions (as of the nineties) taken in the study of dinosaurs, and the people playing roles in it (paleontologists, amateur fossil collectors, artists, writers, Hollywood, and old-time bone-hunters/scientists). It's full of exciting new theories (Actually, being from the nineties, many are considered outdated now.), humour, historical trivia, and fun stories of paleontologists and their field-and-lab adventures. If you like science, you should check it out.
  10. Here are some of my favourites: "[Fishing] Licenses [prices] gone up yet?" (There's a lot of scuttlebutt about Michigan licenses prices "doubling" and "tripling.") Election Poll, Obama, Hillary and McCain "War on Terrorism" weight-loss "Did you notice that gas has gone up ___ cents since yesterday?" (I think, "How about taking the bus, genius?") And that's just a few . . .
  11. It's to be expected, I think; people are going to check out the topics they're already interested in. I am a fish-off-the-bank freshwater angler, so I'm naturally attracted to the Course Fishing and Session Carp topics. People who live closer to the ocean, do more traveling, or have access to boats may look more at the Sea Fishing or Kayak topics. There's a TON of information on AnglersNet, so our visitors can be expected to be a bit split-up.
  12. How in the world does he "peck" with that size of a "pecker"? Seriously, that is weird, and I doubt it was caused by pollutants. Probably just a genetic screw-up that could happen under any circumstances. His girlfriend must be impressed!
  13. So Kooky Kevin's NOT the only one who uses gold line?
  14. Carp can be unpredicatable. A good number of people here have caught them through the ice in the middle of the winter, if that tells you anything . . .
  15. Saturday was a GORGEOUS day, and I decided I had had ENOUGH of sitting aroung waiting for the "perfect" day to go fishing. (Saturday is never perfect, as it's usually so busy at the shop.) So, I waited until our employee arrived at noon, threw together some stuff (forgetting my log book and unhooking mat ), and ran for it! Settled on a spot where there was barely enough room for two rods and myself if I parked all my other gear a bit up the bank. The spot was pretty close to a spot I had tried and never had any luck at, but I figured it still couldn't hurt to try it. I had one rod already rigged up for doughbait and another with a hair-rig, and I was too lazy to cut off the doughbait rig, so I slopped some molasses doughbait on the one line and both garbonzo beans and Pescaviva Scopex corn (the last I had!) on the other. Threw out a few handfuls of mixed garbonzos and corn (trout-pellet-flavoured, as I'd put the last kernels of Scopex on the hair), sat, and waited. At least 3 hours. Scared the crap out of a muskrat when I cast, which kept me giggling for a while. Dozed in the sun. Jumped about a mile when something messed with the doughbait but didn't really pick up. Finally had to stand up and stretch my legs, and as I was wandering around, the rod with the corn and garbonzos went off. Fish was just a little guy (about 5 lbs), but it attracted a crowd, all of whom thought it was the biggest fish they had ever seen. AND it was my FIRST CARP OF THE YEAR!!! SO, I had some guy take a picture for me, even though the fish was small. Poor thing; I could NOT get the hook out, even though it was just hooked in the lip (totally embedded), so I had to cut the hooklength, then the fish flopped so much he got his dorsal fin spine tied up in the net mesh, and the effort of getting it out actually busted the spine. So, he learned a PAINFUL lesson that day. Karma got me, I guess, on Sunday, when we went up to the Rifle River for some sucker-fishing. Maybe because I had sorely injured a Carp the day before, I had the WORST luck: leaving behind schedule, a raging headache, tangles, snags, and overall bad mood. But finally I caught one sucker, so I was tied with Dad. After that, all else was forgotten because I HAD TO BEAT DAD! I did, too, 5 to 1 (maybe because I hadn't killed the Carp, just beat it up a bit ) It was also great experience in fishing a fast-moving river around lots of other people, something I had never done before. It was also a hoot finding white goo on my pant leg after handling a sperm-laden male sucker . . . Pictures to come, but I have to get a disk developed with my 35mm film, being as I am still living in the Stone Age.
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