This was Ashley’s first fishing trip since she fished on a bank in Texas long, long ago.
In the dim light of the sunrise, I showed her the basics of casting a spin caster–her first time ever. She caught on right away, and on her third cast screamed “I got a fish!! I got a fish!”
And yes, she did have a fish . . .
Her first speckled trout weighed 4.5 pounds and was 21 inches long!!! Thanks for a great morning of fishing, Ashley. You’re a great sport!
I love warm fuzzy stories. So, I’ll share a little one with you, if you will then share a little one with us. Deal? About four years ago, money was a little tight around Christmas, so I needed to be very resourceful about gifts for the children. Danno (17 at the time) came to me…
CONTEST ALTERED! Since no one has been able to name this flower, LilSis helped me realize that asking you to do so was misleading, because you actually need to name the TREE! With that said, the first person who finds this tree through a Google search and then posts a link to an image just…
For the past four days, I’ve been working with a good friend on her documentary, and it’s been a great experience. She first found me in 2008 when doing research for her award-winning short documentary, “Tide of Tears”, about the collapse of the Cajun Coast. That was the first time I had ever taken out…
dew berries tangy-sweet inside my mouth, juices dripping down my chin and front of shirt until it is hard to tell me from the violet berries. i pick them, and they prick me right back as i pluck ripe fruits from protective vines This is type of poetry is called an etheree, introduced to me…
From the front porch, I can see “up the bayou” like this. See the “swing” bridge? Look closely! And if I turn and look down the bayou, I can see the highway going south and the bayou going south and the camps across the bayou. Laurel and Hardy, as I lovingly call my carpenters, have…
With the sun shining for the second day in a row down in south Louisiana Friday, I loaded up my Cajun Reeboks, camera, spare clothes, and water and headed toward Baton Rouge. My intention was to go help Janet, a real mover and shaker from Denham Springs, LA. She had gotten involved with a shelter at a local…
Wow! She catches fish and looks beautiful at the same time! You must be the -best- fishing guide, ever!
I’d like to be some day!!! We were up at 4 a.m. but she says something called Mac Makeup is worth every penny! I think I might have to go check it out. It does help that she’s only 26. Ahhh, to remember one’s youth!!!!
I have to admit you ARE the best guide ever! I would def. pay for that charter. You are a great teacher!
The glorious 4 A.M. fishing trip with left over makeup and old men wanting to persuade me to eat pickled eggs….yack! LOL….
I can NOT wait to go fishing again…and show up Mike’s fish AGAIN! ha ha.
Ah yes. I forgot about the old coot trying to convince you that pickled quail eggs are great for breakfast. At that point, you were really wondering what this “trip down the bayou” was really all about!!!! Glad you had a good time, Ash!