Yea - my response was something like "if you hate it so much, why did
you move from a state where it was illegal to one where it is legal.
Typical damn yankee, moves south to live and tries to change everything
so it will be just like it was where they ran away from.

Hope you agree with me, too!

Ronnie

http://fishing.about.com

Jeremy Williams wrote:
I have to agree with Rodney. Fishing does not necessarily mean "Sport
Fishing". Jug and Trotline fishing is about CATCHING FISH! I guess that
guy must be a fly fisherman.
Now don't anybody ream me for that. I suppose fly fishing has it's
place....somewhere. Maybe it's alot of fun for some people, although I
never have understood what the attraction is...just not my thing. But
you're sure not ever going to fill a freezer for the winter by casting
flies!
That brings me to what I DO understand...CATCH and EAT!! I've cast my share
of lures, and tried every kind of bait, live or otherwise, and I've even
been known to throw back a whole days catch. (Bass and other crap fish, but
not any eating size catfish. God forbid! Not ever!) But to my knowledge
there's hardly anything as much fun as running a line of jugs, right around
the twilight hour, the rising moonlight glistening off the water, and a very
gentle breeze blowing. When all of a sudden one of the jugs does a little
zig-zag dance, and then POOP! goes under for a split second before bobbing
back up and then making a hell-bent charge. Then POOP! POOP!, two more
jugs are dancing, and all hell breaks loose! Either that or running a
trotline in the early morning hours, just after the sun comes up, a brisk
chill in the air, your hand sliding down that line. And the a tug-tug-TUG!
You know you've got something on, maybe something big. When a few moments
latter you see a flash under the water, and the huge body of a whisker-fish
the size of your leg swirls, and heads for the bottom.
Yep, nothing I know can beat it, except maybe a plate full of steaming,
fried catfish fillets on a long, cold, winter's evening. The sweet taste of
a bite of 'Ol Mr. Whiskers that reminds you of that one, beautiful morning
way back when it was quite a bit warmer outside, and your boat's cover
hadn't been used in weeks.
Hey, maybe it's just me. They say those northern boys are starting to catch
on. That's the rumor, anyway. I don't guess I'll ever know when they start
serving fried catfish in some fancy, New York restaurant. I'll be out on
the water, way down here in the Dirty South, baiting my line, and filling my
freezer, looking forward to that next, big bite.

-Old Fartcutter

"RGarri7470" wrote in message
...

I was cleaning up some old email files and came across this from last May

after

I posted and article about jug and trotline fishing.I got a laugh out of

it

back then and forgot it. Sounds like an animal rights nut, or just a nut.

What

do you think? Where are trotlines and jugs outlawed? I am betting some
northern state.


"Using trot lines and jugs isn't fishing...it isn't a
sport, it is unsportsmanlike harvesting of
resources. It is just about the same as killing
cattle in a stockyard. Where I come from, such
fishing is illegal, and well it should be. If I
have any opportunity to lobby for outlawing such
tactics in Georgia, count on it that I will do so."

Ronnie

http://fishing.about.com