I fished next to all of the folks you mentioned.
The old guy who taught me was Jimmy Foreman in the "Me Too" boat.
He was the one that had the old hand made yellow rod holders that squawked a loud noise when the pole went down.
He also had identical short length custom rods with the red ostrich feather tied above the reel.
One was in the pole holder and the other was laying on the floor boards with the line snaked over the transom with a 20 oz. sinker attached.
If the meat pole took off, he would quietly set the hook and then reel in the visible pole, reach down and pick up the meat pole and then manually set off the pole alarm while declaring "Fish On".
The State Police were always trying to catch him in the act.
Herb was one of Jimmy's best friends, but he was an old grouch and I didn't like to fish next to him, but Mel was a great guy.
The guy I couldn't stand to be around is that creep named "Loud Mouth Jim" for a couple of good reasons, but him being a long liner is one of them.
The old guy who taught me was Jimmy Foreman in the "Me Too" boat.
He was the one that had the old hand made yellow rod holders that squawked a loud noise when the pole went down.
He also had identical short length custom rods with the red ostrich feather tied above the reel.
One was in the pole holder and the other was laying on the floor boards with the line snaked over the transom with a 20 oz. sinker attached.
If the meat pole took off, he would quietly set the hook and then reel in the visible pole, reach down and pick up the meat pole and then manually set off the pole alarm while declaring "Fish On".
The State Police were always trying to catch him in the act.
Herb was one of Jimmy's best friends, but he was an old grouch and I didn't like to fish next to him, but Mel was a great guy.
The guy I couldn't stand to be around is that creep named "Loud Mouth Jim" for a couple of good reasons, but him being a long liner is one of them.