It's time for the Holiday song fish fest!!!

[Jennie@ifish]

CONTEST RULES FOR 2006!

We haven't done this for a couple years, but in the past, we held a song fest, changing the words to common Christmas Carols to Fishing or hunting songs.

Let's have some fun. Get your creative juices flowing, and write us a tune!

The winner will win something good. Not sure what, yet, but it will delight you and make the fish bite better!

Anyhow, I'll go grab and merge the previous year's thread and glue it on here with a little glitter.

Merry Christmas!

The contest will end on December 20th at noonish.

Enter as many as you like! Have your kids write one, if you like and just let me know their age, so I know what to buy them. They will have a separate prize. On second thought, just say "Under 16".

So, one prize for under 16, and one for over. Have fun!


Jen

(old contest rules)


Every year, here at ifish, we take Christmas and Holiday carols, (you know, "winter holiday songs" and turn them into fish songs!

This year, I think I'll hold a contest and give out a prize.

Any new entries? Come on, we have time!!! I look forward to some good ones, and will come up with the rules later. I just love being lax about this!

Some rules: Entries must be entered before December 20th, you can enter as many times as you like... Prize not determined at this point. Could be something as silly as an ifish decal, could be a trip to Paris. I doubt it though. :smile:
Jen

Some examples of songs from the ifish archives:

Onelastcast

God rest ye noble steelhead
I’m coming down to play
I know where you are laying
I’ll cast a bait your way
When bobber down
If I don’t drown
I’ll make you mine that day
You’ll be fighting and
Jumping, OH BOY
Jumping OH BOY
I’ll be fighting and
Jumping for joy

OneLastCast

I just want a fish for Christmas
I just want a fish for Christmas
I just want a fish for Christmas
Can’t wait for next year
I know where I can get one
I know where I can get one
I know where I can get one
The North Fork is right here
Good bait do we bring
For steelies and kings
I just want a fish for Christmas
Or I’ll shoot a reindeer

Jennie:
To the tune of I'm dreaming of a White Christmas...

The rain is falling,
the grass is green,
The doug firs and alders sway,
There's never been such a dayyyyyy
in Tillamook Oregon, usaaaaaaaaaaa
And it's December the 24th....
but I am longing to go up North!
I'm dreaming of a night at the Clam Gulch!
Waking to trophy fishing days!
With the Kenai flowing,
the salmon showing,
fishing in the rivers, oceans and bays....
I'm dreaming of a night at the Clam Gulch,
With RW smiling by the fire!
She knows that all those fish out there, will bite!
And that every one of them will be bright!

rhansme
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house.
The whole darn family was drunk as a louse..
Ma home from GI Joes and Dad home from Garts
They had just settled down to make fishing parts
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I jumped out of bed to see whats the matter!
Away to the window I flew like a flash.
Threw open the shutters and fell flat on my ass.
And what to my bloodshot eyes should appear?
A rusty old sleigh and some funny named raindeer.
Now Fenwick and Orvis up over the wall
Quick now goldarnit or I’ll cut off your………
Up the rooftop he staggered and fell.
He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell.
Well ole St. Nick on his way to the door,
He tripped over his leader and fell flat on the floor.
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight.
Good fishin to all and to all a good fight!

Hogtide:
Casting through the snow
-in an 80 horse open sled
On the Clackamas I did go
-on a report I had misread
Bells for plunkers ring
-making lines go tight
The drags on cheap reels sing
- another fish wins the fight
Oh Dingle bells, Dingle bells
-dingle bells casting lead
I'd have to be a Dingle Bell
-to freeze my face off in this sled
Wish I could blame this one on the EggNog

[ 12-22-2003, 08:51 AM: Message edited by: Jennie@ifish ]

[Jennie@ifish]

And to add to the Holiday spirit... Here is a story, by Stan Fagerstrom! :smile:

Written By
Stan Fagerstrom

The snowflakes that had fallen earlier in the evening coated the stately firs bordering the river.
Now the flakes had stopped coming down and the sky overhead was filled with stars.

It was unusual for snow to fall this time of year along the Oregon coast, especially so early in
the season. But that wasn’t the only unusual thing that happened this night. The few residents
of the Tillamook area who were still up and about might have thought it was a meteorite when
they saw it flash by overhead. The brilliant light had come down out of the north. It reflected off
the broad surface of the bay, then a heartbeat later dropped lower and out of sight farther
inland.

There was no one on the river as the glistening sleigh with its eight prancing reindeer dropped
from the sky. The white-bearded man’s laughter echoed in the stillness as he bounded out to
the snow covered ground. “Nice job, Rudolph!” he said, pausing to pat the leading red-nosed
animal on the flank. “You set her down just right. I think this is the spot that gal who writes
about coastal fishing on the Internet was talking about. Let’s find out.”

Moving with remarkable agility for a man his age and bulk, the red-clad old timer bounced to the
back of his sled. “I’ve been just itchin’ to try this new G. Loomis steelhead rod ever since Mrs.
Claus gave it to me,” he said. “I didn’t get it until I got back to the North Pole last year. I’ve
been so darn busy ever since getting ready for this Christmas
I’ve not even had a chance to try it.”

Within seconds the man had the two sections of his rod together and his reel in place. Deftly,
his nimble fingers pulled line from the reel and threaded it through the rod guides. Then he
removed a small tackle box from storage space
underneath the huge pile of bags the sleigh carried.

“Let’s see now,” he said, “Jennie wrote something about these Wilson River steelhead taking a
red and chartreuse Spin-n-Glo. Let’s see if she knows what she’s talking about. As much
fishing as she does, and as enthusiastic as she is in writing about it,
it sure seems like she would.”

The bells on the harness of the reindeer jingled as the team pranced in anticipation. They
watched as their master hurried to the river bank. “Watch this, gang!”
he shouted back over his shoulder.

The big man’s cast arched out across and upstream. The lure sparkled softly in the moonlight
before dropping into the water near the far shore. He let the line peel from his reel until he felt
his sinker touch bottom, then he slowed the revolving spool with pressure of his thumb. The tip
of his rod throbbed and bobbed as he fed line so his sinker and lure worked its way downstream
along the river bottom.

Halfway through the drift, the man felt a different sensation. It was a feeling difficult to
describe. There was a sense of nothingness, yet an almost sureness that out there in the dark
current something had picked up his lure. He hesitated a heartbeat, then snapped his rod tip up
and back. “There he is!” he thundered, his booming voice shattering the stillness of the cold
December night. “Fish on!”

The excited reindeer pulled the giant sled a few feet closer to the river’s edge so they could
better watch. It was over in less than 15 minutes. Huffing and puffing and laughing at the same
time, the white-bearded man slid the glistening steelhead into the shallows. He reached down
and carefully unpinned the lure from its jaw. Then, with one toe of his shiny black boot, he
gently nudged the fish back into the current. With a single sweep of its broad tail it disappeared
into the green-tinged water.

“By golly I’ll have to bring that gal Jennie something special next year,” he exclaimed. Then he
broke down his rod and carefully slid it back into its holder. “I wish I had more time, but we’ve
got lots of work to do this night. You boys ready to go?"

Then the big man paused before climbing back into his sleigh. Glancing up at the starlit sky, he reached up to remove his red
cap and knelt in the snow next to his sled with bowed head. “Thank you, Lord,” he said softly. “Thank you for the countless
blessings this time of year always brings. Thank you for the love that is so much a part of it. Most of all, Lord, help each of us
to remember why we have this precious night in the first place. Please bless me and my team as we finish our job this
Christmas Eve. May you also bless each home we get to visit. And Oh, I almost forgot, thanks for sure for letting me catch
that beautiful fish. Amen.”

Then, as swiftly and as quietly as it came, the giant sleigh was gone. The sky turned dark and the snow again started falling.
Within minutes the soft flakes had covered the tracks the sleigh had left along the river bank. Yes, it could have been a
meteorite, but it wasn’t. And now you and I both know what really happened out there
on the Wilson River the other night.

[ampersat]

i didn't know santa was allowed to fish illegally. guess it's just a perk of the job. i'll have to see what i can do about slaughtering a beloved christmas favorite into a fishing song.

[skein]

To "Away in a Manger"

Away in a driftboat, no sled for this stream
The half-frozen fishman chases his dream
He ties his knots carefully, tunes up his plug,
Then sharpens his treble, and gives it a tug.

He thumbs his reel gently while letting out line,
And thinks to himself that this fishing is fine
There's nothing more peaceful than rivers at dawn,
A warm cup of coffee and then a... FISH ON!

Happy Holidays everybody! [img]graemlins/hearton.gif[/img]

Skein

[ 11-27-2002, 10:27 AM: Message edited by: skein ]

[Hawgwash]

To the tune of Silent Night. (Oh boy, I can't believe I'm doing this....)

Silent reel, silent net.

Silent reel, silent net.
All is calm, it ain’t right.
Round yon corner, steely and fry.
Holy chromer so tender and mild,
Swimming right by my eggs,
Skunked again every place.

Silent reel, silent net.
Bankers look down, at my sight.
Osprey laugh from heaven afar.
ODFW officers sing Alleluia,
Hawg the meat-leaver is born!
Hawg the meat-leaver is born!

PS, I'm a Cubs fan also.........

[excuse me]

To the melody of Come All Ye Faithful:

Oh come all ye fishers,
joyful and triumphant,
let's take some nice pictures,
and post on ifish.

Oh set afloat your bobbers,
and hope there's no bait robbers.
Remember to apply Marie's scent,
it's definitely money well spent.

Chorus ~
Oh come let us adore them,
Oh come let us adore them,
Oh come let us adore them,
these fish from Christ the Lord.

Yes come all ye fishers,
it's not all about those pictures.
It's all about those rivers,
that came from the Lord.

Oh watch your rod tip now,
it could slam down into the bow.
And be sure to cover all the water,
fishing with son and daughter.

Chorus ~
Oh come let us explore them,
Oh come let us adore them,
Oh co-uh-um and exhort them,
to praise praise the Lord.

Oh come on listen Jesus,
I know you try to please us.
But for just one time don't tease us,
give a limit of fish to appease us.

We've come to love this great board,
thank the Lord that Jennie's aboard,
please help when we become bored,
we'll sing when the wine is pored.

Praise the Lord.

Happy Holidays

[ 11-27-2002, 03:22 PM: Message edited by: excuse me ]

[Jennie@ifish]

Great!
Come on, get your family in on this tomorrow. I expect some terrific songs by Friday. :smile:

Jen

[Jennie@ifish]

A giggle from last year's ifish song fest!
Jen

[Jennie@ifish]

This year, a bag of bass tackle will be given to the person who comes up with the fishiest version of "Jingle Bells"

I get to choose which one I like best! :smile:

The bass lures are really cool, and donated to ifish by Kokanee Killer. There is one lure in there that is a steelhead killer!

Here is a starter:

"Smashing through the waves, in my sled off Depoe Bay....."

You can use that, or make up your own. Have fun!
Jen

[ 12-22-2003, 08:49 AM: Message edited by: Jennie@ifish ]

[Jennie@ifish]

"OH! Salmon on, salmon off!
UH OH we caught a shark!
Oh what fun it is to ride
On the ocean in the dark! OH!


I'm no good at this...

[h20dog]

I had this little diddy running through my head all day yeterday while on the river.....

We fish you a merry christmas
We fish you a merry christmas
We fish you a merry christmas
And a crappie new year. :grin:

Needless to say it was a little slow

[boater]

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
tryin to untie my boat from the dock
as i turn the key i hope it will start

"and it finaly does"

What a bright time, it's the right time
to catch some fish today

Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go ridin' in a jetsled today.

Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
you better hold on
cause i may slam a few rocks on the way

What a bright time, it's the right time
To fish the day away

Jingle bell time is a swell time
to post a report on ifish at the end of the day

what do i win lmao

[Joe Schwab]

Chorus;
Jingle bells
On the beach
First one got away
Next time I'll be quicker though
and set the hook to stay, HEY!

Jingle bells
There she goes,
Give me room to fight.
This springers going home with me
Unless his fins aren't right

Verse;
Trudging through the sand,
With all my gear behind
Oer' the dike I stand,
I must have lost my mind.

The air was freezing cold,
The wind was blowing west
For this I left a toasty bed,
and joined up with the rest.

Chorus;

So I never said I was Irving Berlin!!

[Jennie@ifish]

You guys are GOOD!!!

ENCORE! ENCORE!

BRAVO!

I love it!!!!

It's great to start the day off with a smile!

(and a sore shoulder from playing with a Hot Shot Side planer... :depressed: )

!
Jen

[rhansme]

Dashing through the hills, in my 350 horse 4 X Sleigh.
Or the pass I go, laughing all the way.
Bells on Bob’s pole ring, makes his spirits bright.
What fun it is to fish and sing this fishing song tonight.

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way.
O what fun it is to ride in my 350 horse 4 X Sleigh

A day or two ago, I thought I’d take a ride.
Soon a chrome hen lay by my side.
The next was lean and lank, a comeback I had caught.
He jumped upon the bank, and came off on the spot.

Chorus

I went out for a float, this story I must tell.
I stepped upon my boat, and on my rear I fell.
As Jennie floated by, in Bill’s nice boat that day,
They laughed as there I sprawling lie and quickly sped away.

Chorus

Now the ground is white, go at it while your young.
Take the girls along, and sing this fishing song.
Just take off for the day, and take the kids…INDEED!
Praise the lord above and give to those in need!

Merry Christmas Everyone!………….. Rhansme

[Jennie@ifish]

Do you grown men know how many readers are READING this?

LOL!!!!

I love this post at Christmas every year so much!



How can someone possibly pick a winner?
:smile:

Jen

[jokester]

These are cracking me up!! Just wait though...i'm working on mine!

-jokester

[STGRule]

Here's mine.

Chorus:
Bobber down, bobber down
Means Salmon on my line.
Oh what fun it is to see
That rod tip dip in time.

Bobber down, bobber down,
Means salmon on my line.
Reel down fast and make it last
This salmon will be mine.

Verse:
Slipping over rocks,
Finding just the spot,
Tipping over tackle box
And spilling all the stock.

Finding the right jig
Chasing bobbers too,
Finally have it all rigged up
And casting like a fool.

[ 12-24-2003, 11:19 AM: Message edited by: STGRule ]

[Jennie@ifish]

I can't help but walk around singing all these songs!

Remember, keep the fish in fishmas
and Christ in Christmas! :smile:


Jen

[Thumper]

Arrrrgggh. Politics. We need politics!!! [img]graemlins/berry.gif[/img]

(Just kidding ... heh-heh ...) :blush:

[ 12-23-2003, 04:42 PM: Message edited by: Thumper ]

[AuntyM]

Oh I just love twisted tunes. :smile:

Here's mine, sung to the tune of "Away in a Manger"

All day in the jet sled, No fish for Aunty.
A rocket red corkie, pink yarn and shrimpy.
She cast to first water, and skunked she did get.
She tied on a big jig and got it got all wet.

She watched that big bobber and it never sank.
Then tied on a spinner and caught something rank.
Poor Aunty she did find the last of the run.
Some nasty and decaying purple striped chum.

Heh heh [img]graemlins/dork.gif[/img]

[jokester]

OK, here we go. Sing to the tune of "WINTER WONDERLAND" Enjoy! :grin:

I’ve tried eggs, shrimp, & spinners:
Slipped on a rock, and tore my waders.
I hear a big stink,
My buddy fell in the drink.
Fishing for those winter metal heads.

I feel a bump, the line is peeling:
I set the hook, the fish is wheeling.
“SNAP” goes my line,
I cuss and I whine!
Fishing for those winter metal heads.

Sometime today I need to do some shopping...
I’d rather fish and tune my fine art skill...
But if my friends don’t get their gifts for Christmas...
I’ll be their #1 they wanna kill!!!

Snow comes down, like fine ashes:
I make a cast, my reel backlashes!
I cannot contest,
Another birdsnest.
Fishing....for those winter metal heeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaads!!!!!!!!

- jokester

[Fshklr]

Steelhead bells, Steelhead bells,
corkies, jigs, and plugs.

oh what fun, you give me,
dancing and tailwalking my way, HEY!

Steelhead bells, Steelhead bells,
sandshrimp, eggs and worms.

a couple quick tugs, another chrome bright thug,
this ones not getting away.

Okay so I'm no poet!! :grin:

[ 12-23-2003, 06:39 PM: Message edited by: Fshklr ]

[Fast Water]

Sung to the tune "My Favorite Things"

Raindrops on raingear and sea lice on fishes
Bright copper spinners and winter fish dishes
Brown burlap bags all tied up with string
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored corkies and yarn with fresh shrimp scent
Hook sets and line peels while fighting the rod bent
Steelhead that fly through the air with great ease
These are a few of my favorite things

Trees in white dresses with wind sculpted sashes
Snowflakes and ice on my face gives me rashes
Sleet rain and snow that soaks through till it stings
These are a few of my favorite things

When fish don’t bite
When there no kings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

[Fast Water]

Dan -- [img]graemlins/applause.gif[/img]

[TillamookChinook]

This fishing carol is straight from the North Pole.

My boys wrote their letters to Santa and received an illustrated letter in return from Father Christmas each year for 20 years relating various adventures at the North Pole, usually involving North Polar Bear and his nephew bear cubs.

I think it was in 1987 that Father Christmas described an ice fishing trip where the bear cubs tied together the fishing lines that Father Christmas and North Polar Bear were fishing through separate holes in the ice, then gave a solid tug on the lines.

The song written by North Polar Bear that year:

"We wish you a Merry Christmas
Ice Fish for a Wary Fish Mess
Feel Wish for a Fishy Mouth Pass
And a Flappy Few Near."

Maybe it's not Grammy material, but what do you expect from a bear.

TC

[greenbuttskunk]

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD BITE!

[swampy]

Silver Heads ! Silver Heads ! It's Christmas time...in the canyon... Zing, zing, zing ....my reel sings...soon fish-on! I hope to saaaaay! Oars a splashing , reels a casting ...floating mile after mile ..and behind every big boulder you'll seeee.....Silver heads ...Silver heads ...it's Christmas time...in the canyon. What the heck's that ?!? Is that a black cat perched on that pretty fishers' head !?! Try not to laugh , ya, big fat chance, that girl will ever catch steelhead !! Look she's snagged up ! wait she is not , I think she's got-a-big-fish-on !!! Now who's laughing , big fish splashing , that fish was expert-ly played !! Then bled ,cleaned, tagged and fil-leted !!! Yuk p-u ..dude was that you ?! No it's coming from the dair-ry ... Moan and pout, now, At the take-out...... ..next time lipstick and kit-ties !!! Next time lipstick and kit-ties !!!

[GutZ]

We wish you a christmas gift fish,
We wish you a christmas gift fish,
We wish you a christmas gift fish,
And a Shiny one, Too!

HoHoHo It's off to Forks I go!

[Jennie@ifish]

Contest entries from 2006 start here. If you want to re enter your song from the past, please do! Just repost it down here!
Jen

(Can you tell I'm excited for the snow?)