


July 14, 2009
Watch that Backcast!
By Tim Romano

I could not have made this story up if I tried... This past Saturday my wife, friend Arturo and I took a 8 mile hike to a high mountain lake in Rocky Mountain National Park for some greenback fishing on dry flies. I was shooting photos, and Ellie was catching a mess of fish on a size 22 Parachute Adams, refusing to give up her spot on a tall rock. The next thing I know Ellie is cursing a ziplock bag that she has hooked on her backcast and has given it a forward cast to try and release it. Even as I watched it didn't register until it was too late...
...Ellie had unwittingly launched my drivers license, debit card, credit card, fishing license and some cash into the lake. It sunk in water about three feet deep with some very large round boulders. She managed to land the bag, but not the goodies inside. Ultimately we found everything but the credit card, which disappeared into the depths. Bad news, the credit card is gone and I've ordered a new one. Good news, I highly doubt the greenbacks, 5 miles up near the continental divide will be committing credit card fraud any time soon. Anyone got an similar story? One that you wouldn't believe unless you saw it with your own eyes?
TR
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Well, Old bmx and big jumps near river don't lead to good ideas, lost a 150 dollar phone and my wallet because I was too stupid to take them out before jumping. But really, no.
My buddy tipped my canoe once. I was still at the truck getting dressed. I lost a paddle and a fly box and I found a sandwich about a 1/2 mile down stream. It wasn't funny at the time but we sure do laugh about it now.
TR, You left out the best part of the story. My guess is that it was you that braved the cold water to retreive the loot while your wife stood apologetically at the bank while you hooted and hollared in the cold drink.
one morning, while fishing the 'Horn, I managed to catch a beautiful curlew on my backcast...in mid-air...snapped a few grip-and-grins and released it unharmed, albeit somewhat shaken...what are credit cards???
I once saw a friend of mine lasso a fish by the tail, his fly somehow went around the fish and caught the line forming a loop around the fishes tail. Wasn't a big fish, but we had some laughs over it.
Just this summer I've ruined two phones fishing. One got soaked when the canoe flipped. Only three days after the aformentioned incedent I was fishing Lake Mitchell early one morning after a late night run to Taco Bell. Needless to say i had to get to shore quick, and hopped in without a second thought of the phone in my pocket. So now I'm down to a GO! phone from WalMart with my original SIM card in it.
BTW, The first phone was a $250 phone complete with the Windows mobile system.
Sorry for the poor grammar. I'm a little distracted.
Nothing so good as the above. A couple of years ago using ultralight tackle and a tiny crankbait I caught a small, but legal sized bass and released it. Made the comment to my buddy that this one had run into some rocks and with my light tackle I was barely able to keep him from wrapping up in it. If I caught a bigger one I'd be in trouble. A considerably larger fish took my next cast. After my initial "Uh-oh" all effort on the fish's part seemed to stop. I thought he had thrown the hook on a log which I was dragging through the water. Apparently in it's initial thrashing the bass managed to throw it's tail so close to his mouth that the second set of trebles, maybe 3/4" apart caught the base of his tail. I was dragging a 15" fish in the shape of a U through the water. After that I continued down past the spillway for the trout that were my intended target that day.
A backcast caught my glasses and sent them flying close to the boat. Without thinking, I jumped in almost as fast as the glasses came off, and dove down to the bottom of the lake with one breath.
The water was so dark,I couldn't see,so I felt the lakes bottom and on my second touch,I could feel one of the temples of the glasses.
I got L-U-C-K-Y!
Just the other day, I was up fishing RMNP...I'll be darned, but I hooked myself a credit card! Can you believe that? What are the chances? Needless to say, I didn't release it back into the water....I'll let you know how this one turns out when I get back from Vegas.
: )
Great story, BTW.
A couple of weeks ago, I was bank fishing at a local reservoir using my ultralight spinning outfit. I neglected to check my equipment before I used it, though. I had also forgotten that I let my newphew "play" with it earlier that week. He had turned the drag dial so much that all it took was one cast to make the dial fly off... and the spool with it. Both went into the water at the end of the boat ramp, about 8 ft deep. How do I know how deep it was? Yep, I dived in right after it. Found the spool, but not the drag dial. So I got soaking wet and still have an unusable spinning reel.
While fishing a lake in the cataraft, my buddy was changing out lures, he dropped the one in his hand and lunged for it, causing his tackle box in his lap to fall upside down into the lake. He was quick enough to grab the lure he lunged for, but lost 100's of dollars of tackle from the box to the depths of the lake.....
Two summers ago smallmouth fishing in VA I threw my pliers(brand new Gerbers) into the river. What had happened was I caught a fish and unhooked it with the pliers. Before I knew what happened I still had the bass in my hand and my pliers were release to grow and be caught again another day. Excluding anything I have done to impress a woman, throwing my pliers in the river was my biggest bonehead move to date.
Once, while fishing in Cape Cod near Chatham, I hooked a monster striper. It felt huge and strong and it ripped line off my reel. And then it surfaced, and I could clearly see my white bucktail hooked on the fin of a large seal. Ooops.
I wasn't sure what to do, so I played the seal for a bit, then figured I should break him off. Not sure how you land a seal with a bogagrip anyway.
Couple years ago, me and my brother-in-law were bass fishing on a private lake with grasshopper lures. we were just trolling around the shoreline casting towards the bank, and every so often one of us would get hung up in a tree branch that hung over the water. A little tug is all it would take to get it out of the branch and into the water.
All of them, except for one in particular. I had cast close to the shore, but paid no attention to the tree whose limbs hung over the spot i had cast to. the lure managed to go over two or three branches and get caught up pretty good. My brother-in-law was laughing at me because i was hung up in a branch. I gave it a couple of good pulls, and it came flying out of the branches straight at his head. Fortunately, he looked down, and the lure caught on the brim of his cap.
It was really funny later, because i did nearly the same thing to myself.
A couple summers ago I was night fishing with a friend on Dale Hollow Lake. I always give him hell for spreading his equipment out all over the boat, and he wished that he had listened this night. He was slinging a big crankbait off into the dark with spinning tackle and hooked one of his other rods (a brand new $120 rig) and wound up slinging it into the lake, never to be seen again.
Also, I have another funny story about the same friend mentioned earlier. We were fishing for bass in a golf course pond and he hooked a real nice one, reeled it all the way up to the bank only to have the fish come off before he could land it. He was so mad that he started beating his rod on the ground, then spun around and threw the rod... except he held onto the rod a little too long during his spin before he released it and threw it into the middle of the pond! He told me he was just going to leave it there so I told him I'd wade out and get it for $10. So, I got my $10 and he got his rod back!
Damn...Sounds like LTW's fishing partner has some anger management issues...
On three occasions now I've seen a rod get dumped over the side of the boat. we would be sitting there peacefully then either my little brother or sister would go uh oh and we would hear a little plop in the water. My dad has managed to save on rod that has fallen victim to an underwater grave twice by letting a very large daredevil sink to the bottom in about the same spot the rod was dropped and then just drag it around on the bottom until you'd get a stronger tug then weeds.
The summer after Katrina I found a beer cozy from a Hooter's restaurant in the French Quarter while fishing the Illinois River near Liverpool. Probably not connected in any way, but I got a little chuckle out of it. I still have the cozy, too.
I was getting my senior pictures taken before my last year of High school started, and I'd just picked up fly fishing. I thought It'd be cool to have photos of me casting, but I neglected to warn the photographer of the back cast. He was hooked in the leg of his shorts and quickly entangled. I put the pole away and we moved on to the next photo.
I know this has happened to many people. At my local park there are massive numbers of pigeons and yes I hooked on this morning. Not realizing it until the hum of my reel told me something was wrong, I couldn't imagine what the hell was wrong. It only took a moment until I understood that my 7x tippet was holding that bird in flight.
Once I was fishing in our pond from the canoe and my hook caught my net and threw it into the water it started sinking, so I jumped in after it. Only to find that I accidently flipped the boat and it was filling with water. I grabbed the net with one hand and through it in the boat. I managed to stop the boat from sinking, and re-boarded it half-ful of water. I didn't catch any fish that day.
I once had my class ring wash off in the ocean while fishing.... I was so pissed off and looked for it for about an hour and then walking back to shore, thinking about my loss... my foot sets on something hard and I put my hand down to pick it up and it is my ring. I was sooo lucky.
I don't have a story, but I got back recently from the rockies.
I had already gone through about 5 phones in 2 months and I went to jump into the lake and as I was airbourne I felt the phone in my pocket and reached down to keep it above water, but it was to late.
Fly fishing this year from some dock for trout as I was casting when the line from my reel caught my sun glasses and though them about ten feet out in the water
It was to far and to deep to get them back
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A backcast caught my glasses and sent them flying close to the boat. Without thinking, I jumped in almost as fast as the glasses came off, and dove down to the bottom of the lake with one breath.
The water was so dark,I couldn't see,so I felt the lakes bottom and on my second touch,I could feel one of the temples of the glasses.
I got L-U-C-K-Y!
Just the other day, I was up fishing RMNP...I'll be darned, but I hooked myself a credit card! Can you believe that? What are the chances? Needless to say, I didn't release it back into the water....I'll let you know how this one turns out when I get back from Vegas.
: )
Great story, BTW.
Two summers ago smallmouth fishing in VA I threw my pliers(brand new Gerbers) into the river. What had happened was I caught a fish and unhooked it with the pliers. Before I knew what happened I still had the bass in my hand and my pliers were release to grow and be caught again another day. Excluding anything I have done to impress a woman, throwing my pliers in the river was my biggest bonehead move to date.
Well, Old bmx and big jumps near river don't lead to good ideas, lost a 150 dollar phone and my wallet because I was too stupid to take them out before jumping. But really, no.
My buddy tipped my canoe once. I was still at the truck getting dressed. I lost a paddle and a fly box and I found a sandwich about a 1/2 mile down stream. It wasn't funny at the time but we sure do laugh about it now.
TR, You left out the best part of the story. My guess is that it was you that braved the cold water to retreive the loot while your wife stood apologetically at the bank while you hooted and hollared in the cold drink.
one morning, while fishing the 'Horn, I managed to catch a beautiful curlew on my backcast...in mid-air...snapped a few grip-and-grins and released it unharmed, albeit somewhat shaken...what are credit cards???
I once saw a friend of mine lasso a fish by the tail, his fly somehow went around the fish and caught the line forming a loop around the fishes tail. Wasn't a big fish, but we had some laughs over it.
Just this summer I've ruined two phones fishing. One got soaked when the canoe flipped. Only three days after the aformentioned incedent I was fishing Lake Mitchell early one morning after a late night run to Taco Bell. Needless to say i had to get to shore quick, and hopped in without a second thought of the phone in my pocket. So now I'm down to a GO! phone from WalMart with my original SIM card in it.
BTW, The first phone was a $250 phone complete with the Windows mobile system.
Sorry for the poor grammar. I'm a little distracted.
Nothing so good as the above. A couple of years ago using ultralight tackle and a tiny crankbait I caught a small, but legal sized bass and released it. Made the comment to my buddy that this one had run into some rocks and with my light tackle I was barely able to keep him from wrapping up in it. If I caught a bigger one I'd be in trouble. A considerably larger fish took my next cast. After my initial "Uh-oh" all effort on the fish's part seemed to stop. I thought he had thrown the hook on a log which I was dragging through the water. Apparently in it's initial thrashing the bass managed to throw it's tail so close to his mouth that the second set of trebles, maybe 3/4" apart caught the base of his tail. I was dragging a 15" fish in the shape of a U through the water. After that I continued down past the spillway for the trout that were my intended target that day.
A couple of weeks ago, I was bank fishing at a local reservoir using my ultralight spinning outfit. I neglected to check my equipment before I used it, though. I had also forgotten that I let my newphew "play" with it earlier that week. He had turned the drag dial so much that all it took was one cast to make the dial fly off... and the spool with it. Both went into the water at the end of the boat ramp, about 8 ft deep. How do I know how deep it was? Yep, I dived in right after it. Found the spool, but not the drag dial. So I got soaking wet and still have an unusable spinning reel.
While fishing a lake in the cataraft, my buddy was changing out lures, he dropped the one in his hand and lunged for it, causing his tackle box in his lap to fall upside down into the lake. He was quick enough to grab the lure he lunged for, but lost 100's of dollars of tackle from the box to the depths of the lake.....
Once, while fishing in Cape Cod near Chatham, I hooked a monster striper. It felt huge and strong and it ripped line off my reel. And then it surfaced, and I could clearly see my white bucktail hooked on the fin of a large seal. Ooops.
I wasn't sure what to do, so I played the seal for a bit, then figured I should break him off. Not sure how you land a seal with a bogagrip anyway.
Couple years ago, me and my brother-in-law were bass fishing on a private lake with grasshopper lures. we were just trolling around the shoreline casting towards the bank, and every so often one of us would get hung up in a tree branch that hung over the water. A little tug is all it would take to get it out of the branch and into the water.
All of them, except for one in particular. I had cast close to the shore, but paid no attention to the tree whose limbs hung over the spot i had cast to. the lure managed to go over two or three branches and get caught up pretty good. My brother-in-law was laughing at me because i was hung up in a branch. I gave it a couple of good pulls, and it came flying out of the branches straight at his head. Fortunately, he looked down, and the lure caught on the brim of his cap.
It was really funny later, because i did nearly the same thing to myself.
A couple summers ago I was night fishing with a friend on Dale Hollow Lake. I always give him hell for spreading his equipment out all over the boat, and he wished that he had listened this night. He was slinging a big crankbait off into the dark with spinning tackle and hooked one of his other rods (a brand new $120 rig) and wound up slinging it into the lake, never to be seen again.
Also, I have another funny story about the same friend mentioned earlier. We were fishing for bass in a golf course pond and he hooked a real nice one, reeled it all the way up to the bank only to have the fish come off before he could land it. He was so mad that he started beating his rod on the ground, then spun around and threw the rod... except he held onto the rod a little too long during his spin before he released it and threw it into the middle of the pond! He told me he was just going to leave it there so I told him I'd wade out and get it for $10. So, I got my $10 and he got his rod back!
Damn...Sounds like LTW's fishing partner has some anger management issues...
On three occasions now I've seen a rod get dumped over the side of the boat. we would be sitting there peacefully then either my little brother or sister would go uh oh and we would hear a little plop in the water. My dad has managed to save on rod that has fallen victim to an underwater grave twice by letting a very large daredevil sink to the bottom in about the same spot the rod was dropped and then just drag it around on the bottom until you'd get a stronger tug then weeds.
The summer after Katrina I found a beer cozy from a Hooter's restaurant in the French Quarter while fishing the Illinois River near Liverpool. Probably not connected in any way, but I got a little chuckle out of it. I still have the cozy, too.
I was getting my senior pictures taken before my last year of High school started, and I'd just picked up fly fishing. I thought It'd be cool to have photos of me casting, but I neglected to warn the photographer of the back cast. He was hooked in the leg of his shorts and quickly entangled. I put the pole away and we moved on to the next photo.
I know this has happened to many people. At my local park there are massive numbers of pigeons and yes I hooked on this morning. Not realizing it until the hum of my reel told me something was wrong, I couldn't imagine what the hell was wrong. It only took a moment until I understood that my 7x tippet was holding that bird in flight.
Once I was fishing in our pond from the canoe and my hook caught my net and threw it into the water it started sinking, so I jumped in after it. Only to find that I accidently flipped the boat and it was filling with water. I grabbed the net with one hand and through it in the boat. I managed to stop the boat from sinking, and re-boarded it half-ful of water. I didn't catch any fish that day.
I once had my class ring wash off in the ocean while fishing.... I was so pissed off and looked for it for about an hour and then walking back to shore, thinking about my loss... my foot sets on something hard and I put my hand down to pick it up and it is my ring. I was sooo lucky.
I don't have a story, but I got back recently from the rockies.
I had already gone through about 5 phones in 2 months and I went to jump into the lake and as I was airbourne I felt the phone in my pocket and reached down to keep it above water, but it was to late.
Fly fishing this year from some dock for trout as I was casting when the line from my reel caught my sun glasses and though them about ten feet out in the water
It was to far and to deep to get them back
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