{"id":4675,"date":"2018-06-19T17:40:00","date_gmt":"2018-06-19T17:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kelolandblogs.com\/lundatlarge\/?p=4675"},"modified":"2023-07-20T21:00:00","modified_gmt":"2023-07-20T21:00:00","slug":"hunting-nightcrawlers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/hunting-nightcrawlers\/","title":{"rendered":"Hunting Nightcrawlers"},"content":{"rendered":"

It appears that we\u2019re in for a few rainy cooler days as we start this downhill run to the end of June. That\u2019s fine by me as I\u2019ve not been terribly appreciative of this leap from Spring to swelter with very few sublimely perfect 70 degree sunshiny days in between.<\/p>\n

No, Iike the experience of being surrounded by a good, non-threatening life-giving rain that lasts a while; unlike those lightning and thunder filled downpours driven by hurricane force winds that come and go with frightening speed causing hail damage, flooded basements, power outages and interviews on the news with long faced people standing in their front yards next to a hundred year old cottonwood tree that their great granddad planted and now lies in a giant broken heap on the ground.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been known to stand out in a warm summer rain and just look skyward allowing the soft droplets splat against my face. (I know, \u201cnot enough sense to come in our of the rain\u2019 and all that but, as a kid, I used to love strolling the sidewalks on mild rainy evenings in my little town pretending to be a god with the power to grant worms, who had ventured from their comfortable confines underground to bask on the dangerous but still warm concrete, life or death.\u00a0 I was a good god, for the most part, granting every squiggly creature at my feet a second chance to redeem themselves unless, of course, there were just too many on the cement to dodge and their souls wound up at the mercy of my shoe soles.<\/p>\n

My dad bought the property for our house in Volga from Joe Dahm..who ran the local bait and tackle shop.\u00a0 Eventually, we kids discovered that for years, Joe had been seeding that lot in town with night crawlers that hadn\u2019t been sold at the store.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t until the folks started digging up the back yard for mom\u2019s garden that they discovered loads of the big worms at every turn of the fork.<\/p>\n

I seem to remember dad saying something like \u201cIt looks like this is where Joe Dahm disposed of his unsold night crawler inventory.\u201d<\/p>\n

By the time our house was built and for a few years following, nobody thought much about the huge night crawler population on our land\u2026but then kids in the neighborhood heard that the new owner of the bait shop was paying 25 cents a dozen for them especially when the walleye bite was on at lake\u2019s Campbell, Goldsmith, Oakwood, Poinsett and Sinai.<\/p>\n

Well, it wasn\u2019t long before young entrepreneurs in my town began prowling the neighborhoods after dark with their flashlights trying to capture worms which, in search of fresh air I suppose, had ventured far enough out of their holes to fall victim to the lightning fast reflexes of youth and wind up in a Butter Nut Coffee can where..when enough had been gathered.. would be redeemed for cold hard cash at Jones\u2019 bait shop.\"night<\/a><\/p>\n

I never thought much about worms; either angleworms or night crawlers..other than I found them disgusting. Not as disgusting as tape worms which reportedly would lodge in a little kid\u2019s guts and grow to great lengths before being expelled in the biffy after the administration of prescribed treatment from the doc. I don\u2019t know anybody who had a tapeworm..but then all my friends and family preferred their meat prepared as God intended: well done.<\/p>\n

I did know lots of kids..mostly farm kids\u2026who came to class with a telltale ring on their head..etched there like a crop circle by what we assumed was..because of the name..a worm.<\/p>\n

Turns out ringworm isn\u2019t a worm at all but a highly contagious fungus often picked up from animals or other infected humans.<\/p>\n

I am instinctively fearful of snakes and have always put worms in that category of creatures I\u2019d rather not touch\u2026but it was the lure of great wealth that helped me overcome such phobias as a kid when I learned that Jones Bait Shop was paying big money for night crawlers and I was living atop a gold mine.<\/p>\n

Still, I would never have ventured out and after them had it not been for a kid by the name of Lanny Lee. I really don\u2019t know too much about Lanny except he was a little older than me and was living with his grandpa or uncle (I\u2019m not sure of the connection) Oscar Lee in Volga who was a gifted artist but earned his living by painting houses.<\/p>\n

Lanny was memorable for his small stature..his dark complexation and a speech impediment in which his L\u2019s and R\u2019s became W\u2019s\u2026much like Bawey Kwipke on \u201cBig Bang Theory.\u201d\u00a0 Unfortunately,\u00a0 Oscar\u2019s grandson was cursed to have both his first and last name begin with L. which made it too easy for torment and teasing by classmates; Wanny Wee\u2026wapped all up in toiwet papew. I\u2019m ashamed to admit is was among those cruel clods\u00a0 But, surprisingly,\u00a0 Wanny..I mean Lanny..never really let on that he was bothered by it.<\/p>\n

He was too preoccupied by cashing in on the crawler crop and, though Oscar, he knew where to look; our yard!<\/p>\n

Many nights..way after bedtime..I\u2019d hear a tap, tap tap on the screen of our bedroom window and hear this; \u201cDoug..you awake?\u00a0 It\u2019s Wanny. Wanna hunt night craw-wers?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0 And, find my flashlight grab a coffee can and quietly sneak out the back door where I\u2019d join him in our great quest.<\/p>\n

It was Wanny..er, Lanny who taught me how to put a red handkerchief over the flashlight lens so as not to spook the worms which would venture most of the way out of their holes especially on a rainy night. Then you had to make sure snatch them with lightning speed and hang on tight. Not too tight, though because once in our grasp, night crawlers had an incredible ability to try slither back into their holes with inexplicable power and without proper finesse and pumping action, they\u2019d break in two.<\/p>\n

Some nights it was a real bonanza and we\u2019d manage to extract four dozen or more worms which had to be kept alive long enough to collect our two dollars from the bait shop. It finally dawned on me after sneaking back into the house and three back breaking hours had passed, that we weren\u2019t going to get rich at this.<\/p>\n

Soon after, my dad bought a power lawn mower and I began cutting the grass for several elderly folks in our neighborhood..earning fifty cents a yard\u2026even more if Mrs. Berg was in a generous mood..and I managed to get each one done in a half hour.<\/p>\n

Oh, Lanny would still come around on occasion tap, tap tapping on our window in the middle of the night making his wequest\u2026but I\u2019d had enough.<\/p>\n

I was reminded of those nights on a recent fishing trip in which night crawlers were what the Walleye were hungry for and I had to reach into that Styrofoam bucket filled with cool dirt and a few reluctant worms hiding out at the bottom.<\/p>\n

It still gags me a little to handle those slimy buggers and I continue to marvel at how stwong they are in their wesistance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It appears that we\u2019re in for a few rainy cooler days as we start this downhill run to the end of June. That\u2019s fine by me as I\u2019ve not been terribly appreciative of this leap from Spring to swelter with very few sublimely perfect 70 degree sunshiny days in between. No, Iike the experience of…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[60],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4675","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lund-at-large","category-60","description-off"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4675","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4675"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4675\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11495,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4675\/revisions\/11495"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4675"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4675"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4675"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}