The Original Old Farts Club

[ROSTERMAN]

I got a carp story for ya all. In the late mid fifties I was just a young en and my grand parents ran a restaurant, hotel and bait store called Gravois Mill on the Lake of the Ozarks. My grandmother ran the restaurant and the special dish was Nellie's Home Style Catfish. From what I am told people would come from miles around to eat there.

From time to time the supply of catfish would run low. No worries, my grandmother would simple substitute Carp for catfish. Apparently if you cut out the "mud line" from the fish, fried it with all the fix-ens, you couldn't tell the difference. For years my grand pa would laugh and tell stories about people eating carp and loving it. Yes, they were white.... Keep in mind this was 1950's Missouri in the Ozarks.....

I read this wrong I thought it started as a crap story, but turned out to be a great fish tale

 

[ROSTERMAN]

 

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[yooper420]

When I was a teenager, I'd get bored as heck and head for the Stepping Stone Falls at Mott Reservoir. I'd take a box of shredded wheat cereal, a micro light fishing pole with an open faced reel loaded with #4 test line, a couple of Cokes, and a pocket rocket or two. Only thing you'd catch down there were carp. The negroes that inhabit the area love carp. Ain't nothin' more fun than latching into a 6 or 7 pounder and spending the next half hour coaxing them in. Once landed, I'd remove the hook and toss 'em back. Anyone that saw me would literally go nuts. You'd think I'd tossed their fish back! The smart ones would politely ask if they could have my next catch, to which I'd comply.
They were using your standard poles. A carp would swim up, remove their worm or dough ball, and swim away without them knowing the fish had ever been there. If a carp even bumped my bait, my pole would let me know. It was about as thick as a cat's whisker at the end. Uber sensitive. Made for a lot of fun for a stoned, bored teenager.

My cousin was the architect on the falls (manmade).

 

[Hippie420]

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[Rudedude]

Have a great night OFC, I'm going to eat a cookie and smoke some dope.

 

[user 60570]

hey Rudedude , watch this video on Swedish belly dancing for pure entertainment

off to the Salt Mines!

 

[kevinn]

Morning OFC. Had to delete two political minded pictures.....come on guys you know the rules.

You should have at least read them before you deleted. Those are the good ones.

 

[pute]

You should have at least read them before you deleted. Those are the good ones.

They were pictures Kev.....haven't learned how to read a picture yet.....but it does tell the whole story.

 

[mean4green]

Good Sunday Morning ya buncha Old Farts..

It is the Sabbath today,
Not sure how God-Fearing you Stoners may be,
I'm not a church-going type myself,
but
I do feel the power from above
and I think - like me - you will take

the oath when you wake&bake:

May the Powers Dat Bee Strike You with Double Vision

 

[Rudedude]

Good morning OFC. It's Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!

 

[yooper420]

Good morning OFC. It be coffee and "wake 'n bake" time. Puffin' 'n Passin'.

 

[WeedHopper]

If watching westerns on Sunday counts as church,,,then im all in. Praise Haysus.

 

[Tattered Old Graywolf]

When I was a teenager, I'd get bored as heck and head for the Stepping Stone Falls at Mott Reservoir. I'd take a box of shredded wheat cereal, a micro light fishing pole with an open faced reel loaded with #4 test line, a couple of Cokes, and a pocket rocket or two. Only thing you'd catch down there were carp. The negroes that inhabit the area love carp. Ain't nothin' more fun than latching into a 6 or 7 pounder and spending the next half hour coaxing them in. Once landed, I'd remove the hook and toss 'em back. Anyone that saw me would literally go nuts. You'd think I'd tossed their fish back! The smart ones would politely ask if they could have my next catch, to which I'd comply.

Brother Hippie i use to do the same thing in New Orleans when i lived there. I lived just down the street from Lake Ponchartrain. I caught some big ass Carp out of there,,including Gar. Took me awhile to get them in but by the time i did there were all kinds of ppl waiting to see what i was going to do with them. I always gave them away. Caught a Gar that was damn near 5ft long. That fker gave ma a real battle. There musta been 15 ppl in a crowd waiting to see what the fk it was bending my pole to the water.

When the Washita river was low and was pool and drop, we would seine them for catfish, carp, drum, and gar (water moccasins and snapping turtles). We kept the catfish and gave the rest to the black community, who were delighted to get them. I remember one of the guys nudeling in one of the pools surfaced with a needle nose gar clamped across his chest.

There was good money to be made in testing however.................................

 

[user 60570]

Sunday Sunday Sunday!

wheel of death!

 

[user 60570]

oh yeah , buy all the silver you can ASAP , if you can find any , the price is fixing to explode to the upside HUGELY!

 

[pute]

Morning OFC! Happy Sunday.

I hate gar. Ruined the creek I fished as a boy. All kinds of game fish in there before there was a huge runoff one spring and some how the gar got in the creek. Soon gar was the only species left. All the other fish were dinner for the gar.

They were fun to catch cause they got so big but I never ate one....all went on the bank....dinner for the yotes.

 

[pute]

oh yeah , buy all the silver you can ASAP , if you can find any , the price is fixing to explode to the upside HUGELY!

What make you think so? I agree but your thoughts.....

 

[ROSTERMAN]

What make you think so? I agree but your thoughts.....

We're going Solar Baby

 

[WeedHopper]

Hey guys i need you to help me out and vote on the Bud Of The Month contest. We have a tie right now.