You've Gotta Be Nuts To Noodle For Catfish!

The first time I experienced the fear andget away.
excitement of watching someone noodle forRaising his right arm, which was scratched and
catfish, it scared the heck out of me. Noodling, orbleeding from being gnawed on by the fish, the
grabblin as it's called in some circles, is fishing forconquering fisherman let out a screeching rebel
large catfish with nothing but your hands andyell. "Oooooowahhoooo!" I later learned that this
maybe a pint of Jack Daniels. It's a dangerouswas a semi-official yell of every red blooded
sport!southern noodler.
That day I was fishing on the Tennessee RiverI ran over to the two guys and the catfish and
for anything that would bite. About a hundredvoiced my congratulations! This was one
yards downstream from where I sat, there werehumongous fish! Grinning from ear to ear, they
two men looking up and down the bank searchingtold me that this was a little one, only about 45
for something. As I watched, one of them wadedpounds! It may have been small by their
into the water with his clothes on, and beganstandards, but to me it was monstrous!
slowly walking down the bank, feeling forI've been a fisherman most of my life, but I will
something on the bottom of the river. His headhave to admit that despite not having lived a
started gradually disappearing under the nowcompletely clean and virtuous life, I still have most
muddy water.of my brain cells. I'll even acknowledge that I've
In less than a minute the man shot to the surfacenever had the desire to stick my hand in a dark
in an explosion of water, his arm stuck in theand spooky hole under the water where there
mouth of an enormous catfish which wascould be a catfish. There could also be a snake or
squirming and flopping around, fully intent onsnapping turtle, not happy with an uninvited guest
escape. From my vantage point I couldn't tell whosticking their hands where they don't belong!
was winning the battle, the fisherman or the fish!In late spring and early summer, catfish spawn.
The fisherman was trying to stand in water thatThe females find a suitable site in water 3 -20
was up to his neck, holding the fish close to hisfeet deep where she can lay her eggs
body, while trying to move to the bank.undisturbed. Sometimes an old tree, a brush pile
If drowning the man who was clutching the fish'sor a hole under submerged rocks near the shore,
gills through the fish's mouth, was part of hiscan hold enough cover for the mother to be to
escape plan, the catfish appeared to be winninglay her eggs. After they're deposited in the bed,
the fight. The man went back under once again,the big male fish come in and protect the eggs
clutching his struggling prize.until they're hatched. This is the time of year
Once again they exploded to the surface withnoodlers find big fish!
water spraying everywhere as the man and fishThe sport, if you can call it that, has attracted
each battled for their life. I was sure the fish wasquite a few participants in the last several years.
going to win because the man kept slipping onThere is even a video out that has a catchy title,
wet rocks and falling back into the water, but"Girls Gone Grabblin". There are actually women
hanging onto the fish for dear life. The man in thewho go out and wrestle these gigantic fish from
water kept yelling for his partner to help him!their nests, obviously not caring if they lose an
Finally the other fisherman carefully waded intoarm or even a finger to these monsters.
the water and tried to help his buddy who by thisI've even heard rumors about noodlin becoming a
time was completely worn out.Olympic event. If that ever happens, I have a
When the second fisherman finally figured outword of advice for anyone crazy enough to even
where to grab hold of the catfish with out pullingget in the water. The advice is this: You don't get
it out of his buddy's hands, they both were ableany points for dragging a water moccasin out of
to bring the fish in and dump him on the bank farhis hole!
enough from the water for him to roll back in and