Pocket Tackle Box: a half-hour's work. |
Headed out to the creek for a trial run of the pocket tackle box. I made these for my boys and myself a few weeks ago. Hemp line, cork and corncob floats, sinkers from .36 and .44 caliber balls, and hooks I forged from old coathangers. The whole tin fits in a waistcoat pocket.
The Setup |
All I brought with me was the pocket tackle box, my knapsack (tinderkit, boiler, tankard, sewing kit), belt knife, pocket knife and cane pole. This pole is actually my son's. It is about seven feet long. The cane I cut for my rod is about twelve feet in length. Its easier to get the line out into deeper water, but hard to get through the woods with it. I cut the cane from a brake we found along Sligo Creek back in March. I let it dry for about two months out in the sun, before I put it to use.
Brewing some tea |
After I threw the line in, I fixed a small fire for a cup of tea. The tinder ball is the inner bark of a swamp oak. It burst into flames after it caught the spark.
Had a visitor come calling during tea. |
Since I now now there are crawdads at this spot, I might have to bring a sein net next time. A few hours work would fill a pot or a bait bucket when I was a kid.
Pawpaw, asimina triloba |
Wild blackberries, rubus alleghensiensus. |
-Cincinnatus
"He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth...O LORD, how manifold are thy works! In wisdom thou hast made them all: the earth is full of thy riches..."
-Psalm 104: 14, 24
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