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Back in the day, putting a container of sand shrimp under the seat in your buddies car after a day on the river was always fun, been on both ends of that one.
 
Back in the day, putting a container of sand shrimp under the seat in your buddies car after a day on the river was always fun, been on both ends of that one.
I remember one time when I was little we got home and opened the mailbox to find his buddy had completely stuffed it with duck heads. A few days later my dad tie wired two blackmouth carcasses up under the seat of his truck. I guess it took him a few days to find them.
 
One season when I was a deckhand wr caught a coho with a banana peel.

Last year we tried a few times to catch a lingcod on a whole banana. Hooked two but never landed one.

The whole banana thing is such a dumb scapegoat
Have you seen these Nick?

 
Fishing a popular salmon beach.
A guy walks up to me carrying a rod armed with a buzz bomb.
He asks “what are you fishing for?”
My reply “coho”
He says “cool, when do the silvers show up?
SF
Similar to a Safeway fish counter experience I had. I was in line behind an old timer and another old timer lady was behind the counter. Guy asks if they have any silvers. She sadly says no. Been years since we had any. I'm staring right at some filets clearly labeled "Coho". Not wanting to embarrass her in front of her customer, I wait until he clears, then mention to her, "you know, silvers and coho are the same fish. Just like Kings and Chinook are the same fish." She is indignant and says I'm full of it. Says she's been working the seafood counter for over 20 years and she knows what she is talking about.... OK then...
 
This was on the Bogachiel about 10 years ago.

Jeff Bandy had this latex dragon mask that he puts on the bow of his drift boat. Jason Small (OrangeRadish) was wearing it for chuckles.

…As a side note, it would seem that the overwhelming majority of my fishing shenanigans experiences have involved Jeff Bandy as the main culprit.

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I love taking people out on the ocean who believe the banana bullshit. My deckhand the last two years brought a banana every day like clockwork, and at some point would pull it out for a snack, and to produce a "nanner bite". Some people would absolutely freak out.

My standard response was to step out of the cabin and say "You know who believes hananas are bad luck for fishing? People who can't catch fish". Most people would laugh but I've seen more than a few people get a bit butthurt.
Huh, fished with a guide on the OP that never let bananas on the boat. Never challenged him, well, maybe once when the Forks Cafe put a banana in our lunch bag. We just didn't tell him.
 
I love taking people out on the ocean who believe the banana bullshit. My deckhand the last two years brought a banana every day like clockwork, and at some point would pull it out for a snack, and to produce a "nanner bite". Some people would absolutely freak out.

My standard response was to step out of the cabin and say "You know who believes hananas are bad luck for fishing? People who can't catch fish". Most people would laugh but I've seen more than a few people get a bit butthurt.
My son in law's buddy invited me to go out in his boat one morning and I took a thermos of coffee and a banana. He said no bananas. What? No banana, they're bad luck. I said wait a minute, you can't be superstitious.....You're an effing high school science teacher. Nope he says, no bananas.
 
@Bhudda, myself and someone else(maybe Ben?) floated the lower Sauk to Fabers one fine spring day, it was bright sun and low water kinda day.
On atleast 3 different occasions throughout the day Jeff would stand on the edge of the drift boat checking out the runs as we would come to shore to fish and every time I warned him to center up and too not lean over the edge dropping the chine lower.
Well as we were coming into the last run on the Sauk and I didn't say anything this time as Jeff just stepped to the side of my boat. I may have or not seen a rock to avoid ;). The boat hits said rock and comes to an abrupt stop, Jeff pitches forward and almost caught himself but missed, and in he went.
Luckily it was in shallow water and it was a supper nice day, I don't think he got more than his arms wet, but I laughed my ass off the rest of the day!
 
While driving a logging road on the coast our path was blocked by a log loader. We parked and had to hike into the river that hot summer day. There was no logging operation beyond it. On the way out the left over sand shrimp were dropped down the steel pipe seat post. My brother in law who was a logger told me that a week later the loader was moved and smelled shrimpy.
 
Bad luck banana story;
a buddy of mine doesn’t fish very often, but was in possession of a nice fishing tackle box containing many fancy items of fishing gear. He came out fishing with me one warm summer day and brought a banana. There’s not much storage on my boat, so he put it in his tackle box... where it remained until the following summer. Bad luck indeed!
 
While in college (back when there were lots of steelhead in our rivers) for a group of us it was common practice during the winter to play hooky to chase steelhead, One the gang (I'll call him John) was very organized and always raced to the river assure first water. On a fateful morning 4 of us were headed to the river and having coordinated the "prank" with my other conspirators I suggested that we stop for coffee and donuts to go. While the gang was making the purchase I circled back to the car. Took John's pre-rigged outfit striped off about 20 feet of line, cut the line and re-spooled it. Once we reached the river as normal John rushed to the river for his first water. We all quickly followed to see the fun. The look on John's face as his rigging sailed across the river was priceless!

He eventually forgave me and once in a while would share the first water!

Curt
 
While in college (back when there were lots of steelhead in our rivers) for a group of us it was common practice during the winter to play hooky to chase steelhead, One the gang (I'll call him John) was very organized and always raced to the river assure first water. On a fateful morning 4 of us were headed to the river and having coordinated the "prank" with my other conspirators I suggested that we stop for coffee and donuts to go. While the gang was making the purchase I circled back to the car. Took John's pre-rigged outfit striped off about 20 feet of line, cut the line and re-spooled it. Once we reached the river as normal John rushed to the river for his first water. We all quickly followed to see the fun. The look on John's face as his rigging sailed across the river was priceless!

He eventually forgave me and once in a while would share the first water!

Curt

Ruthless!
 
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