tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post1284106588352149900..comments2024-01-21T03:26:23.301-05:00Comments on Musings: Fishing with Granddad, Part 1: Saving Damselssagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17499891950639742366noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-57448355201190949472008-01-15T10:58:00.000-05:002008-01-15T10:58:00.000-05:00I had one of those lures, too, as a kid...most of ...I had one of those lures, too, as a kid...most of the time the bass just watched it swim by before jumping outta the water and laughing at me...I was a very poor fisherman.MikeyMikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17870089396951557441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-8498954310758450382008-01-14T11:39:00.000-05:002008-01-14T11:39:00.000-05:00Excellent story and definitely not how I thought i...Excellent story and definitely not how I thought it would end. I had one of those diving lures at one time too that drove bass crazy. I lost it once when I hooked on a bigger bass than my line would hold.Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-62776515780314929632008-01-14T08:32:00.000-05:002008-01-14T08:32:00.000-05:00Thanks KarenKontan, what was it about Southerners ...Thanks Karen<BR/><BR/>Kontan, what was it about Southerners to keep peacocks? I enjoy your Gram stories<BR/><BR/>Gautami, is that because I'm hoping to make a debut as the Lone Ranger saving a damsel?<BR/><BR/>Murf :)<BR/><BR/>Mistress, a goose can also terrorize you! But they do have an exposed necksagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17499891950639742366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-22749596591359046522008-01-14T07:35:00.000-05:002008-01-14T07:35:00.000-05:00LOL! The first time I heard a peacock I thought it...LOL! The first time I heard a peacock I thought it was a goose.The Mistress of the Darkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16923975714269274370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-37080514479354620492008-01-14T07:17:00.000-05:002008-01-14T07:17:00.000-05:00Look at you being funny and witty.Look at you being funny and witty.Murfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859630977737647681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-45942014713067819012008-01-13T23:21:00.000-05:002008-01-13T23:21:00.000-05:00No wonder! Your love for fishing is easily explain...No wonder! Your love for fishing is easily explained here. I did tell you before, I like that photograph.<BR/><BR/>And this time you know who sent me here!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-69687515602410647472008-01-13T21:44:00.000-05:002008-01-13T21:44:00.000-05:00OMG how funny! I can remember my Gran telling a st...OMG how funny! I can remember my Gran telling a story about a screaming peacock. Easy mistake to make, and it makes a great story for comic relief.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-69598092890810666752008-01-13T21:19:00.000-05:002008-01-13T21:19:00.000-05:00Did I ever mention what a great photographer you a...Did I ever mention what a great photographer you are? :o)Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16583773305351498372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-79443025565443039152008-01-13T20:45:00.000-05:002008-01-13T20:45:00.000-05:00Bone, I'm sure fish can hear the vibration from ta...Bone, I'm sure fish can hear the vibration from talking--if you're close<BR/><BR/>Deanna, I'm glad that I wasn't assaulted by a peacock!<BR/><BR/>Kenju, go ahead and spread that rumor about me being a white knight. Thanks.<BR/><BR/>Murf, I could say something about being attracted to tail feathers...sagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17499891950639742366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1622749616865248372008-01-13T19:15:00.000-05:002008-01-13T19:15:00.000-05:00Or at least you once had the white-knight syndrome...Or at least you once had the white-knight syndrome. Now you don't probably help any female because you assume it's another peacock. :-)Murfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859630977737647681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-51306636216048759822008-01-13T16:59:00.000-05:002008-01-13T16:59:00.000-05:00Ah, I love that you were so hell bent to save her,...Ah, I love that you were so hell bent to save her, Sage. You have the white-knight syndrome, don't you? Good for you!kenjuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07342414519714356343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-42822455990164008862008-01-13T16:05:00.000-05:002008-01-13T16:05:00.000-05:00That is funny...Peacocks can be a bit aggressive t...That is funny...Peacocks can be a bit aggressive too. I never get too close to one.<BR/>It was my grandfather who actually taught me to fish as a little girl. He was very patient with us.Deanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16031154927371849065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-66312369864926494042008-01-13T14:48:00.000-05:002008-01-13T14:48:00.000-05:00Humorous tale, Sage. Thanks for sharing. I alway...Humorous tale, Sage. Thanks for sharing. <BR/><BR/>I always thought fish could hear you talk, as well. Or maybe that's just whales.<BR/><BR/>I love to fish, but was known as the kid who always got his lures hung up in the dam or the brush.Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10096591352278195759noreply@blogger.com