More Fishing Stuff
Posted by Pete | Posted in News | Posted on 07-08-2010
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You boys from Mississippi and Alabama don’t have trouble finding a fishing hole, eh, with water in it, eh, and fish in it. So, you grab your pole, head for the favorite fishing hole and probably catch a mess of fish most of the time and be heading home before us New Mexico boys arrive at our hole. But, out here in New Mexico we only have water in our holes when it rains, for the most part…You know what I mean…Out here you can be driving down a major New Mexico Highway and you pass a sign that says, “Watch for Water”….That is probably one of our major streams when it is raining, dry the rest of the time…Dang old fish won’t stay around without a healthy dose of water…So, we have to hunt for the fishing holes with year round water…Once that has been done you have to figure out if there is any fish in that particular hole..The best way to do that is to read the paper and they tell you when they are stocking a hole with fish. Sometimes they tell you what kind of fish, how many and what size….Now that helps a lot…Only thing, we got about 2 million people living in New Mexico and five or six nice holes…You read in the paper that Tingley Beach is gonna be stocked and you drive off down that way, folks all over the banks and that is good…somebody is gonna catch one or two..You holler at them, “Say, what bait are you using.” He hollers back , “Corn”…So you put on salmon eggs cause you know he is lying….Corn ain’t red…Well, we don’t have the mosquitoes or the chiggers or the water moccasins out here because we are so dry, but on the other hands, we ain’t got many fishing holes either….You remember me telling you about my neighbor losing gold fish out of her pond to that dang old hawk and now that he has met his demise, her pond is alive again with gold fish and a few other fishes….I kinda been tempted to wonder off over there after dark and making a couple of cast into the fish pond….Aw heck, I can’t do that..She has all them dang fish named and some of our neighbors would tell on me, I just know they would….”Pete went home hauling Wilbur, I saw him over there last night”…..Shoot, I’ll just look for me a good hole…..


