The big fish that wasn't!

Last spring I was trolling for trout in my kayak,the lake I was on is long and narrow,( 100 yds wide ). I suppose there were at least 25 boats attempting to troll ,making it very crowded to say the least.
Inevitably boats were gonna cross each other,and lines would tangle with other folks lines.One such boat cut across my bow,forcing me to slow to a drift.After the boater crossed me,he turned along side me,intending to troll on,as I started trolling again,one of his lines engaged my motor prop,thinking he had a bite,he immediately set the hook.
Knowing he was in my prop,I kept turning my motor on and off,and him thinking he had a fish that was peeling drag made for a pretty good comedy act.It wasn't untill he was pulled within a few feet of me,that he realized his great fish was a fat guy in a kayak.
Embarrassed,he snipped his line,and motored off,I saw him loading his boat my next trip around,I guess the big fish that wasn't wore him out!

Now that’s funny!

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Originally Posted by ET Fish

Now that’s funny!

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A good one, LOL

Funny...

That's funny stuff

I bet that was hilarious!


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Those trolling motors bite hard, ask me how I know.
"gene"

I have one of those kind of stories. Only the embarrassed was myself. Have a cousin who is so-so about fishing unless its walleye. This was years ago as I had just started using slip bobbers for walleye. Ray , the cousin I mentioned, refused to use any kind of bobber.

I boated like 4 keeper walleyes and maybe twice that many shorties. It was windy as all get out. Bobber would disappear and would have to wait a wave or three. To ensure it was actual bite. Ray had only caught a few panfish and finally was talking like he might want to try the slip bobber method. While instructing him how to set one up noticed my bobber was down and gone. Line was just starting to tighten up all the slack.

I set the hook and the " fight " was on. My long nine foot rod just about doubled. The " fish " was headed toward the west side and we were close to the east. To this point the biggest walleye I had caught that day was maybe 4 LB. I opined that this one had to be a ten pounder. No sooner did I open my mouth about that. The " fish" started to rise about 15-20 foot from the boat.

My prize was about a 20 foot half inch cable. The hook came loose when it ran out of length. For the rest of the day my ears got burned about my 20 foot "walleye". My only revenge was he never did get a walleye that day.

hays47, you must be a Zane Gray fan (opined).

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