Thread: Dads high tech fishing rig...

Great pic and great memories I'm sure.. By 1972 I was living in Greenville and had traded off my 1964 VW Beetle with canvas sun roof for a 1965 Chevy truck 6 cyl, standard shift. Needed something to haul my 12 ft alum and 6 hp merc. Wish I had a pic of it. Great boat for all those bar-pits up and down the levee.

Ya know the first time I ever saw spider rigging.....I was in my early teens and saw a old man in a homemade plywood jonboat with 8 cane poles hanging off the boat.....powered by a sculling paddle.

Great pic ATM...thanks for sharing

In 72 I had a 70 kingfisher with a 60 Evenrude pulled with 62 chevy pickup 6 cal 3 on tree thought I was up town. Dragged that old boat all over the country. Was in the navy then. Finally got a trolling motor in 74. Was really up town then. Those were some good times back then.

[QUOTE=majflyboy;1989366]In 1972, I pulled a Model J Ouchatau behind a Pinto station wagon. Lots of good memories.[/QUOTe

First boat my dad had as an adult was a Quachita--that thing was heavy

That pic sure brings back memories. Dad and i used to feesh the nanih waiya creek all the way to the head of the Pearl River. He had a '69 ford 6 cyl. 3 on the tree and hauled a 12 ft jon boat in the back with a 5 or 6 hp evinrude laying in the bottom of the boat on a piece of foam. We would bass fish from daylight until about 10:00 o'clock and then we would start bream fishing. We caught our crickets, raked up nite crawlers, froze our ice in milk jugs. The only thing dad would buy was creme worms (only purple with little white dots), and wooden Nip-a-Diddies which he immediately would paint (wounds i guess) with red fingernail polish. we always came home with fish, cleaned them and had a fry that nite no matter how late.

Reminds me of when I was a kid. My always pulled our john boat with a VW bug. He loved them and will pull that boat down some old roads to get to a good bream fishing hole.

Originally Posted by feeshrman

That pic sure brings back memories. Dad and i used to feesh the nanih waiya creek all the way to the head of the Pearl River. He had a '69 ford 6 cyl. 3 on the tree and hauled a 12 ft jon boat in the back with a 5 or 6 hp evinrude laying in the bottom of the boat on a piece of foam. We would bass fish from daylight until about 10:00 o'clock and then we would start bream fishing. We caught our crickets, raked up nite crawlers, froze our ice in milk jugs. The only thing dad would buy was creme worms (only purple with little white dots), and wooden Nip-a-Diddies which he immediately would paint (wounds i guess) with red fingernail polish. we always came home with fish, cleaned them and had a fry that nite no matter how late.

I haven't fished that creek in years, we used to go in at Mr Brantley's, man love these memory lanes!!