By Joe Cermele
Today's entry into our ongoing vintage tackle contest hits close to home for me. Whenever I'm on a beach or trout stream, one of my favorite things to do (especially if the fishing's slow) is kick through piles of shells looking for washed up old lures, or wade along the tree line, hunting for flies stuck in the low branchs. Reading the note below from Kevin Quackenbush, who sent in this week's photo, I had to laugh, because I understand that sometimes a treasure hunt can be more fun than the casting. Kevin wrote:
I found these lures about 20 years ago while exploring a pond that was a bit difficult to access. I was strictly a wade fisherman back then, and the water was extremely low due to drought conditions. The pond was thick with stumps and downed trunks that protruded above the surface. Those trunks and stumps yielded a treasure trove. In fact, after the first couple of lures I found wedged in the cracks of the wood, I began fishing less and hunting more. It was treacherous wading, with ankle buster snags and precarious crossing of downed trunks, but, it was a fun and fruitful afternoon. I went back a few times that summer and each time found a few more. I covered very little of the timber! The water has been well up since then, until this past late fall when there was a draw down. Spring will see me once again scouting that wood!