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That "Special" Feeling

Guest Blog by: Jason Karoub 8/1/2013

Sunday July 7th I decided to fish at Quail Lake in Colorado Springs.  I generally do not fish on holiday weekends because of all the idiots out, but decided to stop and throw a line out for a half hour or forty-five minutes.  It was a beautiful sunny day and many people were enjoying the park and lake fishing, picnicking, wading, walking, jogging, you name it.  There were a handful of fluffy clouds with a light breeze and it was a perfect summer’s day. 

I started to stroll down to the lake with my light spinning rig, a couple of lures, pliers, thermometer, and hand towel. When approaching the lake I realized my fishing hat was not on.  There are two pieces of critical safety equipment for all fishing and that is sunglasses or clear safety glasses for low light and a hat of some sort.  I figured “oh well, I will be fine – I’m only hitting the lake for less than an hour; no big deal”. 

So I get down to the lake and it is packed with people every 30 or 50 feet along the shore.  I almost decided not to fish but figured what the heck.  I would carefully walk and stop in between groups and toss a new ¼ oz. spinnerbait that I had just purchased to see if I could entice some of the lethargic largemouths cruising around.  After four or five casts I would move down to between the next couple of groups.  There was a bit of an uneasy feeling as I usually don’t get into heavy pressure fishing too much and usually like to have plenty of space to myself and allow others the same courtesy.  At urban lakes though, we all know that is a luxury that rarely happens.

On one cast I thought I grabbed some weeds or a stick and then had that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach…  I had done the unthinkable that no fisherman should ever do especially to another fisherman that they are not with…. Crossed someone’s line.  I was so embarrassed and upset with myself and when that happens to me I am not very happy.  Fortunately it was a simple snag and the other fisherman I crossed with two cute ladies was more than gracious and said “no problem, I just let some slack out, it happens".  I unhooked my lure as quick as I could and hurriedly walked up and around the fishing party.  All of the sudden BAM, CRASH, FLASH I ended up on my butt realizing I had just rammed my head into a small broken-off branch sticking out of a much larger branch.  I felt dizzy and could feel that wetness on my head knowing I busted myself pretty good.  From the looks on their faces I really hit my head good so I grabbed my handkerchief, put it on my head then checked it after a few seconds; this confirmed it was a pretty good gash.  I asked the guy that I crossed if he could take care of my slurpee cup and I was so sorry to have been such a pain.  The gracious fisherman said “no problem buddy; I wish we would have met under better circumstances”.

I got back to the car as soon as I could and many people I passed were looking and asked if I was ok and I had nodded and said “yeah, just being a knucklehead and ran into a tree branch”.  I drove to the hospital at normal speeds stewing in my idiocracy for twenty minutes or so.  When the very pretty and very nice emergency room nurse checked my head it was obvious she wanted to say something like “oh, you got a little ouchy on your head” and was thoroughly under whelmed.  I confirmed it was no big deal and she said it wasn’t and if I wanted to leave that I could.  The nurse said “It happens; when you have a cut on the head they bleed pretty good and can be tough to see how bad it really is”.  The nurse was very tolerant as well; now wallowing in my stupidity I went home, took a shower and cleaned the wound.  It only required holding a washcloth on with pressure for a scab to start forming.

To sum it all up I failed to heed my normal rules of not fishing on holiday weekends under crowded conditions.  Then I failed to wear a hat which is asking for trouble.  I top it all off with crossing another angler’s line, disturbing other people and going to the emergency room when it was not needed.  After pondering this for a few weeks I decided to write a BLOG called “That ‘special’ feeling” because we all have off days from time to time.  I am not one to be a nuisance and expect the same of others.  This reminded me that the next time some idiot crosses my line or is inconsiderate in some other fashion to be a little extra forgiving and gracious about the situation.  Someone may just be having an off day like we have all had at one time or another.

Have fun, stay safe, and try to avoid being a ‘special’ angler….

When I moved to Colorado it was with mixed emotions but I really like the mountains and the outdoors opportunities it had to offer. My first fishing trip in Colorado was to Rampart reservoir in 1990 and I remember when I was fishing with my brother "This is totally awesome and I now get to do what others only read about in magazines like Field and Stream anytime I want". I learned trout fishing and focused on Rampart, Nichols, Antero, Eleven Mile, and Rosemont reservoirs until just last year. I had only ice fished one time in 1999 at Eleven Mile and thought nobody really ice fished here in Colorado (we went during the week). In December of 2011 the ice fishing bug hit and I found FxR and joined in 12/27/2011. Shortly thereafter I became a an FXR+ member and then became a Lake Skipper July 1st 2013. I am learning about targeting other species besides trout starting last year and am a shore fisherman and an ice fisherman. I would like to get into fly fishing and also buy a boat (though it seems very expensive and a lot of work to have a boat in Colorado compared to Michigan). NOTE: I have a pretty irregular fishing schedule as I work full time during the week and am on call half of the weekends. If there is any way I can help or you want to get together to fish, don't hesitate to contact me via my Skipper link. NOTE: For the single fisher ladies or people who know a single fisher lady, contact me via my skipper link. This is half joking and half serious as I would really like to meet a good woman in Colorado who is interested in fishing, hunting (though I have not hunted Colorado yet), and the outdoors
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Member comments
Flyrodn, CO   8/1/2013 4:36:43 PM
I suspect if everyday was "perfect" we'd fish less. It's the rough days that make the great ones all the sweeter.
IceFishingFool, CO   8/1/2013 11:05:38 PM
One of my Special feelings turned out to be a bit of an embarrassment, while fishing by myself, had parked a rod with a lure hooked in a lower eyelet, in moving about, and having the boat pitch around a bit, discovered I had backed into the trebble hooks and it was lodged in my shirt and tee shirt, as I could not see it or get the shirts off, it was also hooked in my back just above my belt. Looked around and see a familiar boat not far away, started my main motor and approached and ask if there was a doctor on board. They seemed a little puzzeled, and then told them I was hooked and couldnt see it, to get it out. they reeled in and tethered our boats together, and cut the hooks, and removed them, I must be thick skined as I didnt feel a thing.
Coloradomrg, CO   8/2/2013 7:34:50 AM
We all have those "special" days Jason... Just have to remember that it could always be worse!
Tiny Stevens, CO   8/2/2013 12:40:04 PM
Great read Jason and some very good points indeed! Also.. I love the little bio at the end of the Blog... let me know if you have any luck with the Lady Fishers! Tiny
Tiny Stevens, CO   8/2/2013 12:41:31 PM
Great read Jason and some very good points indeed! Also.. I love the little bio at the end of the Blog... let me know if you have any luck with the Lady Fishers! Tiny
Jason Karoub (JKaboom), CO   8/2/2013 6:48:20 PM
Thanks Guys :) Tiny - I figure its just another "line" out there, I need all the help I can get. To find a woman who also fishes would be a true "catch". Thanks again guys!!
Jason Karoub
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