07-09-2002, 04:22 AM
Why is it that when ever you take the wife fishing something always happens? This one day I thought it would be good to take the wife with me to the best catfish hole on the Colorado River, and I expected her to be as excieted about going as I was. Boy was I wrong. Well, we made the best of it. The area that I like was the rocky side of the embankment that dropped off into the river, surrounded but bushes and trees. What I didn't know was that that my wife was afraid of heights and wouldn't come down unless I hand helped her. SO, I set up my poles, cast em out and went for the wife. Just when she got settled I looked over and noticed my pole was gone! What a drag! I mean 5 minutes out there and I got a bite that pulled my rod, reel and everything in the river. Well, I had my back up pole, (as most fishermen bring) and continued to fish, for my lost pole. Just then, a family of trantulas started scurrying out from under the tree to get the rodents that were climbing around the rocks and thats when all Heck! broke loose with the wife!!! She stood up and started to scream for me to get her out of there, and all I could do was reel in my second pole, after all I wasn't gonna loose that one too! She was about to jump in the river taking me with her, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her up the embankment.<br> I went back out there about 4am and caught my pole with the fish still on the hook. It was a 11lb Striper, about the biggest I've ever seen. With the excietment I forgot about the pole and went for the fish. In the process, I was waist deep in the river trying to bring him up to the shore, and my foot slipped on a rock and he flung back into the water! Talk about the one that got away... twice! The morale of the story, if you want to catch fish, take the wife or the kids, on second thought, don't!<br><br>