Fish Bait
My friends Rhonda and Allan have a beautiful fishpond in their back yard, complete with a waterfall. With the help of Allan’s mom, who is a fabulous gardener, they built it themselves, with large beautiful flat rocks that they hauled home from weekend trips to Oklahoma (Rhonda spent a lot of time living in southeast Oklahoma). They started out with about 70 fish in the 6’x12’ pond. Those fish multiplied, and other friends that were filling in their ponds gave them their fish, and now they have approximately 200 fish of all sizes in the pond.
Gold fish make really good fish bait. Rhonda, who has 9 or 10 siblings, has lots of family. The other night I was over there, we were sitting out in the backyard, and some of her nephews, the oldest in his mid 20s, the youngest about 17 or so, came over to get some of the small goldfish out of her pond for her, to thin them out, and use them for bait.
Now, this is a relatively small pond, just a few plants, nowhere for that many fish to hide. I had seen them swimming, everywhere, just packed into that little pond, before the boys came.
Those guys had such a hard time finding any fish! They finally rolled up their jeans, took off their cowboy boots, and waded around in the murky, ice-cold thigh deep water with large nets, trying to catch fish. They caught only about a dozen or so.
I mentioned to Rhonda, as we sat, barefoot, in our plastic lawn chairs drinking beer (her’s being a red beer) and watching the boys, that this was more entertaining than sitting at home watching cable TV.
She looked at me and said, “You might be a redneck if…”
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Thanks so much...
You know, it's funny how blogging takes over your life.. As soon as Rhonda had said that, I thought, "yep, this is going to be a good blog entry"...LOL
I went 6 months without seeing them...Or anyone... I rarely left the house... But I am healing, and am able to appreciate the world again, including my friends...
You know, I'd never heard of gold fish as bait! Good algea eaters, but never bait. I had one in our horse trough, growing up on our farm, and during the cold Oklahoma winters that fish would freeze in the solid block of ice that trough would become. Then in the Spring, he'd thaw out and go to swimming like always.
He grew to be about a foot and a half long. Made friends with our horses, and whenever one of them would come up for a drink, he'd swim up and touch their noses! Very cute.
I love stories like this and the one you told. You got any more?
:D
I'm sure I have lots of them... I'll just have to think about it...LOL
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