Fishing Stories and Tall Tales

[Ridx]

Well here is another story. I was only 13 or 14 at the time and my father and I arrived at the Nottawasaga river during the salmon run. We got down to the water and I didnt feel like lining up my rod so I used my sisters rod which was alrady lined and ready to go. I tossed on a roebag and casted out into the river. I leaned the rod down on my Y stick and turned around to have a quick look at the ground to see where i was going to sit and looked back at my rod.. Well where i thought my rod would be. The rod was gone! Instead of sitting against my stick the rod was wakeboarding upstream! A salmon had hit and tore off upstream with my sisters fishing rod. That was the last we seen of it. until 4 years later! My dad always built our fishing rods and he always put our names on them and the year he made them. Well 4 years later he got a phone call from a fellow angler who knew my father telling him that he had hooked up on a snag in the river and had reeled in a fishing rod with the name "karen golden" on it. My dad made plans for another trip up to the nottawasaga for a weekends fishing and the angler who snagged the rod returned it. The reel was shot but the rod still works great I still use it to this day!.

Since that incident I have always used steel rod holders we made. No more worries about a big fish stealing my fishing rod!