This was a rough one. And unfortunately I didn’t log this like I usually do, and I’m writing this all based upon memory.
My father and I had pre-planned this trip prior to the Covid-19 outbreak. We had been delaying it for quite some time because we couldn’t cross the border without having a negative test, quarantine and just a whole lot of extra stuff. Someone like me, who was deemed essential…
I just had an ALTERCATION with a snapper turtle while fishing
I don’t know if crazy fishing stories are the kind of thing to post on here but it’s just too good not to tell
So my mom and my sister and me were fishing off of the yellow permanent swim raft just off our dock (it's really good fishing there, just drop your line down and the sunnies will bite so easy) and we saw a snapper turtle swimming around our raft -A big old guy, moss on his shell and everything. And at first he wasn't doing anything, just diving under the raft and swimming around, but then he got closer.
We had our fish strung on a line in the water, And he was swimming around that area, just underneath them, not really biting, just hanging out; and we all thought it was nothing to worry about, that a snapper wouldn’t try to eat our fish. Then all of a sudden we look down and he has his mouth latched onto one of our fish!!
Now keep in mind snappers are infamous for their vise grip bite force. They don't let go once they've chomped down. And what do I do? I grab the other end of that line and I tug that line of 20 fish right out of his mouth! I played tug of war with a snapper and won!
So we pulled the fish up out of the water and let them just sit on the raft. He kept swimming around after that, waiting for us to put the line back in. My mom actually did, just so we could get some pictures and video of him:
(Image id in alt)
The trip back was harrowing, especially for my mom, who was on a paddle board, But luckily we lost neither fish nor limb to the snapper. In the end we came away with quite the haul, more than enough fish for a fish fry.
These little fuckers are round gobies. They are a freshwater goby that's invasive in Michigan, and they're in the nearby lake. They're distinct from the four native species due to their fused pelvic fins (middle pic) and a big black dot at the rear of their front dorsal fin. Though some other gobies have spots on their fins, NO Michigan-native species has a fused pelvic fin. These guys are very aggressive feeders and are very good at outcompeting native gobies.
They're also extremely good at stealing bait off big hooks as people on the docks reel in their lines. In particular, the bastard in the bottom photo stole my bait two days ago, so I caught him and filleted him for Bug.
Today, after acquiring smaller hooks, I went back and got 16 more, and educated several other fishers about their invasive nature. I got two turned over to me by others, and caught 14 more myself.
One man wandered over and asked why I was catching them on purpose. It was too much trouble to explain my feelings about invasive species, so I just told him, one of them stole my bait two days ago. He stopped watching my bobber and boggled at me and goes:
"You're doing this for revenge?"
So now there's some guy in town that thinks I am exacting revenge upon fish kind for a single stolen worm.
this was drawn a little over 2 weeks ago as i was in the middle of act 2! it's kind of funny in retrospect hahaha i put the star shaped light on sif as a nod to my vague theory that sif had a star for a heart/soul but lost it. Well it wasn't quite right but there was one line of dialogue going towards that direction? a win is a win
this chapter has been so absolutely nuts that I actually low-key forgot that I had a couple of new UM posters to do! wild! anyway, I gotta think about Lilia's some more, so here is my beautiful electric crocodile son in the meantime. god I hope this reads properly
(I went with Volt to go with his name, but there's a Bolt version too in the print-size folder!)
Don’t go fishing at Taluca Lake. I don’t know if it is evil or other worldly but there is something wrong with that lake. It was about thirteen years ago I saw it, I haven’t fished there since.
I went there to fish with my new fishing rod, I went out on my old fishing boat, the USS Enterprise I called her. All I wanted was a nice calm day of catching fish. At about noon I got a nibble, I pulled…
I started going to Garden Island Lodge on Lady Evelyn Lake in 1999 when I was 10 years old, these are odds and ends stories of my time up there.—In 2008, at Grandpa’s Island aka Eagle Island, Dad did the ultimate hold my beer moment of “Hey look watch this” as he casted in front of a Pike and caught it.
—
At Mowats landing, twice Al would be standing talking to people, and all of a sudden a dog…
At the end of Iskall's ep he's become fixated on fishing, sees a salmon floating on the water, and then gets a mending book
... and idk why bc that is So Much Less ominous or pointed than half the stuff that's happened, but for some reason that's what made me sure the fishing religion/big salmon stuff is becoming a capital-T Thing. Lore. Plot. Whatever you wanna call it. There's Stories Afoot.
(I don't know how the snail fits into it yet. I'm sure that will become evident in due time)
klapollo siren au... apollo hasnt known peace ever since klavier moved in and started playing music by the beach. one day, he sings along without realizing it, and accidentally reveals his presence in the process 👍
“What if Dracula WASNT evil and he and Jonathan had a tense gay romance…until Jonathan realized he didn’t want to go home” pals may I introduce you to 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea