Golfing & Fishing
Spring Means The Fun is Back!
by Robb Hoff
April 17, 2013
I'm still smearing the windburn across my face from yesterday's outing of fishing and golf. In an ideal world, those two activities would be daily essentials before anything remotely considered to be work should be considered.
But since these days have to be grabbed when they're in reach in the real world, they're even sweeter when the fruits of the recreational labor are unexpectedly good.
Such is the case with an impromptu early afternoon golf outing before the thunderstorms rolled into the Ohio River Valley. It had been five months since the last time out on the links, and after watching the playoff end to the Masters, there was that annual pull to get back out on the course sooner rather than later.
Fortunately, I was not the only one who felt the magnetizing effect of the golf course, and when my uncle Mike Kruse called to tell me he was ready to bail early from work to squeeze in nine, I was game.
Little did either of us know that this would be a day we would mark from that day forward. On the third hole at Sugar Bay Golf Course -- an albeit short par three -- Kruse did the unthinkable, lofting a wedge high into the air only to watch the ball descend perfectly on the pancake green and bounce once a few feet in front of the flag before his Noodles 5 rolled straight into the cup.
Kruse got a hole-in-one, which was his first and the first I've ever seen in person. From this day forward, I will only address him as "Ace".
The ace by Ace topped a day teeming with first and bests for me.
A few hours prior I caught the largest Ohio River smallmouth I have ever caught. The magnificent creature launched from the roiling murk twice, fully extended a couple feet in the overcast morning air in its desperation to free itself from the treble hook of my 3/8-ounce Fire-Tiger Rooster Tail.
Once on shore, I marveled that just one hook of the treble hook was all that was attached. When I removed the hook and held the fish by its huge mouth to release it, it bid me goodbye by clamping down on my fist.
Shortly before catching the smallmouth, I had another out-of-ordinary catch -- a white buffalo fish, otherwise known as the American carp. Its not that these fish are uncommon or that they don't sometimes are hooked in their sucker mouths with baited hooks or small jig lures.
But the one pictured actually hit a 1/2-ounce Mango Revolution spinner, which is a huge lure for a sucker fish like the white buffalo to attack.
Days like this one don't come every day, which is why it's good to squeeze all that can be got out of them before the day is done.