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Handicap Accessible Public Fishing

This is Maniteau lake in Moniteau county. It's a conservation lake that I fish sometimes. About 400 acres and the best public fishing lake in central Mo. It's stocked with catfish, crappie, bass, bluegill, green perch, & shellcrackers. I've caught many bluegills in the 10 to 12 inch range and this lake is known for huge gills & big catfish. It's also one of the very few public lakes that I fish, but then it's worth going to. If you're in central Mo. stop and wet a line, fun fishing and Handicap accessible.

Such a beautiful lake!

Stormy Saturday

I'm a die-hard fisherman, as long as they're biting I'll keep at it. I also love fishing in storms and have had some awesome fishing trips just before and during thunderstorms. Today Saturday 4-25-15 I knew when I stepped outside this morning that it would be a good fishing day.

So I grabbed my trusty Android, messaged my brother and we met at a favorite fishing hole.

A beautiful old country pond that's about 6 acres in area and full of bass, crappie, and big perch.

When I get there he's already fishing, so I get my gear and head to the water.

The fish are hitting lite due to a cold front moving in but we dealt with that. Finally about half way around the pond I toss a couple or big perch in my bucket and continue around the bank.

The wind is blowing hard but we manage to set the hook on many large perch and bass, no crappie today but I'm OK with that.

Here's the biggest bass that day, a bit over 3 lbs with the others in the 2 lb range, perfect eating size. Yum! Fresh spring time bass for supper.

Pond Fishing Love

Hi Fishing Friends

So you love pond fishing too, well YOU are in the right place. Here at my little site we can share that passion!!

My fishinglove bond
Began in a pond
My passion is plain to see
Scroll down my wall
Come one, come all
What pondfishing means to me.

Pond Fishing at my Childhood Fishing Holes

Hi Fishing Friends


I grew up on the outskirts of town, there were 6 houses on a mile and a half stretch of road where I lived. With a nice little stream running beside the road, that also flowed behind my house. To the east & west of my house were 4 pits, 2 clay pits to the east with 2 rock quarry pits to the west.

#3 H&W Claypit One of my
Childhood Fishing Places 

One of the rock quarry pits, is where I caught my first big bass, the ignited that fishing passion that I hold so dear. But it was the 2 clay pits that I fished the most later on. After a short quarter mile stretch, with rod & reel and my gear in pockets, I'd usually bring home a fine fish dinner. (After I cleaned them, of course)

I recall one trip where I even got a pierced ear. Using a mini-Lazy Ike, dual treble hooks, I'd been catching some decent 2-3 lb bass that day. The wind started blowing pretty hard in the afternoon, I was making a cast, had too much slack in the line, and the wind caught it. The next thing I know I have a fishing lure for an earring, ouch!!

It took a bit to gather my catch & gear up, but I did, then headed home, walked into the house shouted MOM! She came running, I told her, " Mom I caught the biggest one ever". Then I turned my head so she could see my new orange and black spotted earring. After she quit laughing, she scooted me to the hospital. (((-:

 I was pretty fortunate that the hooks only stuck in my ear, not my head. And lucky the doctor didn't trash my favorite Lazy Ike, he just clipped the barbs from the hooks, pulled the hooks from my ear gave me shot in the butt, then gave me my lure back.

And again Mom laughed, (behind her hand this time) So I squalled a bit, sit funny on the way home, but was back fishing the next day.

I still hate needles!!

Well folks that happened over 35 years ago, now for the fun part of my story.

I started fishing that pit again this spring, and the catching was even better.  When I got to the water, it was still a clear lite green. At first, all we caught were a few small perch, but after walking around to the far side I started to see the bass..

And that my dear fishers, is tomorrows story. ;-)

Hey happy fishing to you folks, see ya soon. (-: jono

Crappie of a Lifetime

Hi All Fishers

Todays story is about my youngest son. When he was younger (He's in College now) I took him fishing with me sometimes and now he's a pretty good catcher too. This happened 2 weeks after I caught that platter sized 15" bluegill.

We were fishing a small country lake, it's a pretty deep one with a narrow cove at the north end. J & I
were fishing in this area, we both had been catching filleting size crappie & bluegill and had quite a few in the bucket.

I'm fishing about 30ft away from him, when I hear him holler" Dad, I got a good one " music to my ears, I can tell ya that! I actually drop my rod, run over to him and as I get close, I see, sure enough he's got a good sized fish on the line.

Js got a slight problem though, his fish is stuck in the water weed that grows in this lake. So I tell him
"don't force it in." I step into the water, sink into the mud to my knees, reach far enough out to grab his fish, and bring it from the water.

WOW what a fish, a crappie 16" long and fat as a hog.

Talk about excited now, My son had a blast that day & outfished his pop.
We weighed that crappie, 2-1/4 lbs, shoot I hadn't even caught a crappie that big at that time.
I was sure proud of him though!!

I hope you all enjoyed this story, I'm so glad to carry a great family tradition on with my sons.

Happy & Joyful Fishing to all.
Jon

Passion Ignited - My First Big Fish

Hi Fishing Friends

I thought that I'd tell you a story about a little carrot top boy who began his love of fishing.

When I was about 4 yrs old my family & I went fishing in this pond near our home, it was really an old clay pit , but I didn't care, I just knew we were going fishing, oh boy was I excited,couldn't wait to get there.

"Are we there yet" I asked, Mom told me "almost son, settle down now". We get to the old fishing hole, Zoom, there I go, "I'm ready to fish" I told my Dad, as he was getting the gear from our car.

Finally everyone is set-up, poles in hand, lines in the water, bobbers set to depth, I wait for a bite, & wait, ya all know 4yr olds, ain't built to wait. So I prop my pole up on a  Y shaped stick & start playing with the baby frogs hopping around.

Of course I'm not paying my bobber any attention, lots of frogs to chase, Mom hollers "Jon you got a bite", I run to my pole, grab it up, yank back, and start cranking the reel.

The line is not coming in, I can't see my bobber. So... I clamp my hand tight on my rod, turn tail, & run up the bank.

First thing I thought of & you know what, it worked, cause soon that great BIG fish was flopping on the bank.

Mom hollers out "Jon you can stop now" I turned around, saw that fish & couldn't believe my eyes, it looked like a Whale.

Really folks it was a large mouth bass, near to 5lbs according to my family. I don't recall that part, I just remember it was a BIG fish.

And that is when my love for fishing began, in an old pond.
                                                                                               Jon