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Friday, April 02, 2004

More Okie Noodling (See Part 1 Below)--"TV, We Don't Need No Stinkin' TV": TWC reader, and native Okie Barry Branham writes in to recount a good ol' time on the river...

"Losin' a little meat ain't nothin'. Years ago, when I was around 13 or 14, we went on a camping trip with my science teacher below Grand River dam in Ketchum Oklahoma and he gave us a first hand lesson in noodling He had several spots that he had either found or created himself. One was a large hollow log in the middle of a backwater next to the river. As we shined a light for him, he reached for the log entrance. It moved. He just thought that it was the current, for the river was up a little. So he squatted and started to stick his hand in the hole to check for a fish and was grabbed by the arm and pulled under. There was water churning about 6 feet away, so that's likely where the tail of the catfish was. After a few seconds he resurfaced about 20 feet away, with his arm all bloody but his fingers intact. From what we could tell the fish was about 6-7 feet long and probably about 100-120lbs. The next night we fished the old fashioned way. With dynamite..."

Smart kids...

"Holy Hell, Hoss, I think there's a couple of loose fingers rattling around in this bastard's gullett...."
(Photo: Okie Noodling)

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