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Mon, October 22, 2012

Reunited with my worm rod

As I bang out my daily blog this Monday morning there are parts of my body aching that I didn't even know I had. Details during "HowzYer Weekend" in the 4:00 hour of the show today, but suffice to say my weekend involved a lot of bending and lifting as it was 'take stuff out of the water' weekend at PhilCast West.

In addition to all the yard work and lifting on Saturday, the better part of Sunday was spent rebuilding the old shed out there, which brings me to the story of the day and the title of this post.


There she is:
"The Worm Rod"

As I pulled junk out of the shed Sunday that hadn't seen the light of day in years, there in a back corner was a piece of my childhood that brought memories of fishing with my grandpa out at the lake flooding back to me.

I thought the worm rod had been lost along the way. But no, it was just tucked inside the shed.

I do not believe this would have been approved for use by the general public.

It's a rod with a wooden handle and an old electrical cord taped to it.

No need to wait around for a rainfall and night time to search for night crawlers.
Want to go fishing and need some bait? Just plug in the worm rod, stick it into the ground, then stand back and wait for those crawlers to come dancing up out of their holes. It was as if we were snake charmers of a crawler kind.

As a kid it was like magic.

I can remember being warned a thousand times as my grandpa and I would wait, watch and pull out the crawlers tossing them into a can, "Don't get too close to the rod!"

Ya think?!

I even remember at times when you would pull a worm that was half out of its hole all the way out you could get a tingle yourself if it was too close to the worm rod. PETA would hate this thing.

Primative? I'd say so. Nothing fancy here, just a highly-illegal I am assuming piece of home-made genius for a kid who just wanted to go fishing in a hurry. I don't know if there were any other worm rods out there. Maybe this was a known thing to do in the 60's?

I threw some stuff away yesterday that had been pulled from the shed, but the worm rod stays. Not that I'd ever use it again (the old cord is now frayed showing exposed wires and making this dangerous implement even more dangerous) but there are just too many memories tied to it to throw it away.




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