THE WEENIE MAN
I HAVE
ALWAYS FISHED WITH WEENIES FOR BAIT ON MY LIMB LINES IN CADDO LAKE
AND I CAUGHT CATFISH BY THE 5 GALLON BUCKETS FULL. IN FACT ONE YEAR
WHEN I WAS FISHING OUT OF TUCKER’S CAMP I WAS CATCHING SO MANY FISH
I MADE A COMMERCIAL FISHERMAN NAMED WAYNE FREEMAN MAD. HE SAID I
WAS CATCHING ALL THE CATFISH IN THE AREA AND HE COULDN’T CATCH
ENOUGH FISH TO PAY FOR HIS BAIT AND HIS GAS FOR HIS MOTOR. MUCH
LESS HAVE ENOUGH TO MAKE ANY PROFIT. BUT THAT’S A WHOLE NOTHER
STORY FOR A DIFFERENT TIME.
I TRIED
TO GET HIM TO USE WEENIES BUT HE SAID HE HAD USED “CATFISH CHARLIE”
EVER SINCE HE HAD BEEN COMMERCIAL FISHING AND HE WASN’T ABOUT TO
CHANGE NOW. I WOULD STAY AT TUCKER’S CAMP FOR THE ENTIRE MONTH OF
MAY AND BRING IN CATFISH BY THE BUCKET LOADS. ANYONE SEEING ME WITH
ALL THOSE FISH WOULD ASK ME WHAT I USED FOR BAIT. I ALWAYS TOLD
THEM, AND MOST OF THEM STARTED USING WEENIES. AFTER SEVERAL YEARS
OF THIS, HALF OF THE CATFISH FISHERMEN ON CADDO LAKE WERE USING
WEENIES.
ONE
MORNING WHEN MY FRIEND DON AND I WERE RUNNING MY LINES WE WENT
ACROSS THE LAKE TO THE NORTH SHORE WHERE I HAD PUT SOME LINES FOR
THE FIRST TIME. AS WE APPROACHED MY LINES WE SAW ANOTHER BOAT
SLOWLY MOVING THROUGH THE TREES WHERE OUR LINES WERE. WE DIDN’T
KNOW IF THEY WERE RUNNING OUR LINES OR WHAT. THE WATER WAS REAL
CLEAR AND WE HAD SET THE BAIT ONLY ABOUT 6 INCHES UNDER THE
SURFACE. YOU COULD SEE THE WEENIE ON THE HOOK OR SEE THE BAIT WAS
GONE WITHOUT PICKING UP THE LINE. YOU COULD ALSO SEE IF THERE WAS A
FISH ON THE LINE.
AS WE
APPROACHED THE OTHER BOAT WE STOPPED TO TALK. “ARE YOU CATCHING ANY
FISH?” WE ASKED. “AH, NO WE WERE JUST LOOKING AT THESE LINES.” “MY
NAME’S MOORE” I SAID AS I HELD OUT MY HAND. HE SHOOK MY HAND AND
SAID HE LIVED ON THE NORTH SHORE ABOUT 300 YARDS FROM WHERE WE WERE
SITTING. HE DIDN’T KNOW WHOSE LINES THESE WERE. THEY WEREN’T HERE
TWO DAYS AGO. I TOLD HIM, THEY WERE MY LINES. I FISH OUT OF
TUCKER’S CAMP AND THIS TIME I WANTED TO PUT SOME LINES OVER HERE.
HE GOT A
REAL HARD FROWN ON HIS FACE AND LOOKED AT THE LINE HUNG ON THE LIMB
I WAS HOLDING TO. HE LOOKED AT THE BAIT AND LOOKED AT ME. HE SAID,
“TUCKER’S” HALF UNDER HIS BREATH,. THEN HE SAID, “I KNOW YOU.
YOU’RE THE WEENIE MAN!”
I
THOUGHT DON WAS GOING TO FALL OUT OF THE BOAT HE WAS LAUGHING SO
HARD. “YEAH,” I SAID WEAKLY. “I GUESS I AM.”
WE
REBAITED OUR LINES WITH WEENIES AND CAUGHT A LOT OF CATFISH ON THAT
SET.
IT’S
NICE TO HAVE A REPUTATION, BUT I’M NOT SURE THIS IS THE REPUTATION I
WANT
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