It was a long time coming, but Mrs. Coach’s family and another guest family finally arrived Wednesday evening after a couple days of traveling down from Oklahoma. I felt like I was not meeting a new friend, but seeing an old friend again for the first time in a long time. Does that make sense?
First off, I’m going to make my excuses. I was stuck in the anchored boat, facing the sun, so these pics do not do justice to the beauty of this place on this particular morning. They boys started fishing around 7 a.m. and started catching trout right away on this bait . . .
By now, most of you have watched the most-watched show in the history of the History Channel, “Swamp People”. If you haven’t, then tune in this Thursday at 8:00 Central Time. These alligator hunters have become local heroes, and are just about as real as they come.
Okay, to some of you, dirty rice smacks of disgust–picturing rice you scooped up off the floor and used again, right? And what the heck are field peas, anyway? I mean, how generic can a pea be, right?
It’s a well known fact that the speckled trout migrate to the salty waters of the Gulf of Mexico to spawn, and that they begin to do so when water temps heat up in the late spring.
One of the bad things about having sons who work on boats is the work schedule. David, the oldest, works a 28 and 14 schedule–28 days on the boat and 14 days off. Daniel, next in line, works 14 and 7. I never know ahead of time if they will be off the boat to celebrate holidays and birthdays. So, we just get together when we can, especially when they are both off the boat at the same time.