I was at an ice fishing tournament with a bunch of buddies on Wolford lake, Co. and the local warden came by to check licenses.

She asked what we were using and if we were catching anything and Tod spoke up, "We're using Boob Jigs"

She thought he was being a smartazz but he reeled up his "Boob Jig" and showed it to her. She giggled and asked for one to pin in her hat.

She brought another warden by for her own "hat pin".

We saw her for several years and she always knew our group as the Boob Jig guys... They still sell them online.


I had an officer check my fishing license and he had a perfect black shiner on his eye. "Did you get that on the job?"
"Yep, and he got arrested at gunpoint." Just buy a license next time...


"Camping places fix themselves in your mind as if you had spent long periods of your life in them.
You will remember a curve of your wagon track in the grass of the plain like the features of a friend."
Isak Dinesen