Meanandlean Gets Lucky and Ole Sam Eats Grasshopper

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Look at poor Meanandlean's little face! His skin is hanging off the side and the top of his face is all skinned up! See? I told you it was pathetic. It has to be the concrete blocks and I'm going to go down there in a bit and throw a few rocks in.

One thing really good though did happen to him today while I was there. He FINALLY caught a meal. Whew! I thought that poor old bass was going to starve to death as bad as a hunter as he seemed to be. He always seemed to be missing every meal! Today I threw in a big piece of bread right in front of him and a bunch of bluegill made a dive for it as usual. He decided to dive right in the middle of them and make a grab for the bluegill! The first time he got a big bite of bread which he quickly gagged out but I threw in another piece of bread and that time I saw him swimming away towards the center of the pond with a pretty good sized trophy! Hooray for Meanandlean! I waited a good 45 minutes to see if he would return to hunt some more today but he didn't. I feel better about him knowing he might not starve to death.

Most of my other bass are still paranoid about what my sister did yesterday and although they ate they hung back further from the bank than they usually do. A LOT further. Maybe ten feet further! Also, every time I'd stand up a lot of them would start moving away - some at a pretty good clip. Dang. Doesn't take long for them to learn... I can't believe they would remember from yesterday but it seems those fish have a thing or two to teach ME...

I went around and fed the babies then on to see if Ole Sam Bass was around today (He hangs out on the far side of the pond). He was there and as I hardly ever get any photos of him I decided to take a little video of him eating grasshoppers. I guess I should remind you that Ole Sam won't eat any fish food or anything else I throw in except grasshoppers - green ones that is... Brown ones are yucky and I will have nightmares from the evil eye he gives me if I try to trick him. I took three little videos and am going to put up one here. It's a trick trying to aim a camera with my right hand and push the button and throw a grasshopper with my left hand but I managed. Ole Sam is a stinker and the meanest bass in the pond. He will even try to make a run at me from time to time but I'm much more afraid of the grasshoppers than I am of him. Enjoy the video and until tomorrow... See ya at the bass pond.

I've been busy!

This photo is an old one from the 12th of September. If you click on it it will expand.

I haven't been lazy and I've been feeding but I have an out of town guest and I haven't had a chance to post and certainly haven't been taking photos. I barely have had time to scurry my butt down there and have been pushing it to even get to the pond by 3 or 4 to feed. Yesterday my out of town guest (my sister) came with me and fished a bit (after I fed the bass and sent them on their way). She caught about 15 bluegill almost all of them eating size and one was a whopping 9 inch long and fat too. As usual, no one wanted to clean them so back in the pond they went.

Before she leaves to wing her way back across the U.S. we have to get some of them outta there! I have wayyyyy too many large bluegill in that pond!

Poor ole Meanandlean's face is all scraped up and cut. I know it's from chasing baby bluegill into those cement blocks and I've got to do something about it. I'm either going to turn the blocks on their side so there aren't any hidey holes or put rocks down there on each side so the fish can't swim in. I hate it that he's all scraped to hell like that. He's so skinny and such a poor hunter to begin with he needs all the help he can get. He comes up and looks at me and just pleads. I just can't stand it. I sure with I had some kind of food he would just try.

My sister picked up a net by the pond today while I was feeding without me knowing about it. She said she wanted to pick up Brownie (that's the smallest snake and he was out there today). I could have told her you can't pick up a net or fishing pole or anything with the water being clear unless you hide behind the weeds so the fish can't see you. Well, she did and there was an immediate splashing and then NO fish. They were all gone in an instant. I just left and went back to the house. She should have believed me. I don't know about fish in other ponds or in lakes or in the ocean but the fish in my pond are GONE when a fishing pole is brandished! You have to hide or the water can't be real clear or the sun has to be low like it was the day before. My fish think and I don't care what anyone says.

Oh yeah.. One more thing I've been meaning to mention... You may have to search back but there are bass on the other side of the pond I feed and one in particular is named Ole Sam Bass. None of those bass except one little one over there will eat anything except grasshoppers and then not the brown grasshoppers. Ole Sam Bass has taken to making runs at me on occasion... I ain't a bit skeered I'll have you know but I just thought I'd make a note of it. I thought it was a mistake at first. It's not. He's definitely not pleased with me for some reason and is making runs at me. Maybe I don't throw grasshoppers to his liking or maybe I don't throw them well. I don't know but he does it sometimes... Strange things are always going on down there at the pond. After the snake eating hotdog nothing surprises me anymore... Glad I caught that on tape!

You just can't believe what happened at the pond today. It was so funny! A new guy showed up and at first I thought it was Brownie but it wasn't. This snake is a bit larger than Brownie and prettier colored though not so large as Smiling Sally or as prettily colored as she is. Anyway Meanandlean was using her to hunt and things were going lousy as usual. He left after awhile and I saw him heading back and when I did I decided to try to get a little video with my camera. Well, my camera only takes a few seconds of video and I figured they'd just sit and stare at each other so I thought I'd throw a bit of hot dog in between them and perhaps it would attract one of the bluegills in there to liven things up a bit. Much to my surprise well... you'll have to click on the video link to see what happened... down at the pond today...

Meanandlean was at it again today. He's the funniest guy! This time he was using Rocky as a "wall" to help him catch bluegill. You might be able to see that Rocky has a bit of red on his back. That's how I can identify him from the other snapping turtles in the pond. He's been caught a couple of times and the little girl from across the street put a bit of paint on his back before she put him back in. He's the only snapping turtle that I've put back in the pond - the rest that I've caught have been relocated. I still have quite a few but I really don't know how many. I'll move more though. The pond continues to get murkier and it's so disheartening. One thing I did find today was a great forum on farm ponds and I spent hours reading. I subscribed to a magazine and I'll be asking advice and getting help there. I saw some pretty impressive before and after photos of ponds that looked to be in horrible condition and were cleared up so I'm so relieved that next summer I'll be able to have a great time again with my fish. I know I'll get some of them trained...

Another funny thing that Meanandlean did today - a bit later after I took the photo above Meanandlean was in another location and Rocky was walking by. Meanandlean acted like he was totally unaware of Rocky and Rocky actually stuck his head underneath Meanandlean and picked him up to get by. Neither one of them was going to give an inch to the other. Silly guys! Anyway - I did take a pic of Rocky when he first got his head under Meanandlean:

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The menu was still hot dogs, commercial feed and bread. I understand that Purina makes a good fish feed that maybe y fish will even like. After I get rid of what I have I'll try that. At the rate I'm going it'll be a year before the bag I have is gone. Maybe my neighbor's geese will eat it - or the raccoons that come around here at night...