Showing posts with label Jason Kao. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jason Kao. Show all posts

24 March 2011

Lake Toho Trophy

So, I have given my report for Lake Toho.  I could only describe my experience on the lake, and how we fished.  When we got back to the dock, my brother - Sir, Duk and my brother's old workmate, whom we shall call Dalton - the pacifist philosopher who will kick ass if needed, were waiting for us...

Dalton - Leave the pigeons ALONE!!!
When Spam and I got back to shore, we heard stories of their trolling of live bait to mimic a school of shiners in order to stimulate bass activity.  We also found that they had used the same live bait tactics that we did. 

While it worked for Sir, Duk's white bucket was almost completely empty, landing 1 little dink that was not worth taking the camera out for!  However, Dalton used these tactics to great effect, as we were told about Dalton's bonafide Florida giant!
Approximately 9.5lbs!
Relying on his pacifist approach to fishing, and unwillingnesss to hurt the fish by actually setting a hook with enough force to puncture the fish' mouth (perhaps he is from San Francisco as well), Dalton coaxed this monster into the boat.  Despite taunts from Captain Dean proclaiming that his daughter sets the hook harder than he, Dalton persevered, and has caught something none of the other BASStards have.
This alone, made the trip worth it!  I will post a video that Sir captured of the giant once I get my hands on it!  Stay tuned, and be forewarned, there are a lot of expletives in it...

07 January 2011

Ice Fishing

So, cabin fever was killing us.  We were glued to WFN, watching other people fish, wiching we were the ones fishing when one of our friends asks, "What better way to get your fishing fix than to go fishing?"  To which I reply, "What'chu talkin' 'bout Willis?!  It's winter.  How we gunna fish?"  As he takes a sip from his drink and puts the glass down, I hear the clink of the ice on the glass and realize just what Willis was talkin' 'bout.
So, with that, we set out to Cook's Bay in Lake Simcoe for some winter fishing.  (I know, I know - I should have known better with my track record there...).  On this hunt would be the usual suspects: Myself, Sir, Duk, Knot'Yo, Spam, and three others - The GodFaja, Camo-Toe, Just Cuz.  Just Cuz is named such because he is just Camo'Toe's Cuz.
from left to right: The GodFaja, Duk, Just Cuz, Knot'Yo, CamoToe, Spam
We get out there and they truck us to the party hut in this:
If you have ever met us, you will know that we are big boys, which made for a fun drive lol.  Anyhow, we get set up and lines in the water and wait.  And we wait.  And then wait somemore.

Absolutely nothing bit.  Eight lines.  Zero fish.  Eventually, we lost patience and played outside in the snow. 

On the upside, we had a killer snowball fight.