Jun 30 2009
The Fish with a Bite on Its Tail
Well, here’s another fish story. This one is about the fish with a bite on its tail.
One summer my dad and I were running a trop line to catch fish. What’s a trop line? Well, a trop line is a line that has hooks every couple of feet on it. To use it, you first tie a lead (rope with no hooks) long enough to get a good ways into your body of water (in this case the Ohio River) to a tree on the bank. Then, you tie your trop line to your lead and, using a boat, you put bait on every hook as you’re run your line out straight as far as it will go. If your body of water has a swift current, you’ll probably have to use a combination of anchors and jugs to keep it in place.
The next day you check it. You start at the shallow end of the line, pulling it out of the water. Then, you keep following it, pulling off the fish you caught and replacing the bait as you go.
Well, one day my dad and I were about in the middle of the Ohio River in a tiny green john boat doing just that, checking our line. I was pulling and he was driving. About the middle of the Ohio River we got to a place where I couldn’t pull up anymore. I’d pull and pull, it wouldn’t get very far and all the sudden it would jerk back. Well, Dad saw a couple of these swift jerks and he wanted to try. He pulled real hard, and it jerked him back.
Since we were in the deepest part of the river (the channel) and right close to a bend that’s difficult to see around, we had to look for traffic bigger than us. Well, I looked up and there was a barge rounding the bend. Dad saw it too. He had a few extra jugs in the boat just for such an occasion. He tied three or four of them to the line, and he headed closer to shore to wait on the barge to pass. This also served as a good opportunity to think about how to get that fish up. We thought it might be stuck under a rock.
The barge passed directly, and we resumed our attempt to get this fish up. I’ve mentioned in a previous post that this little john boat also had the option to be a row boat. There was little things protruding from the side of the boat to accept the proper attachment of your oars, aka eyes. Well, Dad wrapped the trop line around that eye. Then, he ran the boat up and down river a little ways until we were certain that fish decided to move. We got back to where we were, and proceeded to pull on that trop line. After a few pulls, up rolled this catfish about as big as the boat. We got it in, and finished checking the line. Then, headed back to dad’s house start cleaning.
We started on that troublesome fish first. We weighed it as 22lbs and got a couple pictures. Then, before cleaning it, Dad noticed the end of its tail. In the picture it looks like it got scratched up by the rock it was under. In person, however, it looked like another fish had a hold of it by the tail, trying to keep us from getting it.





















