Let’s get something straight, lest you think I’m just goofing off fishing when I should be boxing up and moving. Fishing is work. That’s right. You heard me. Work. When I have people on my boat who expect to catch fish, the pressure is ON. And why am I fishing so much in this cold…
and what a boxshot it is . . . and for those of you who don’t know what speckled trout (spotted sea trout) look like . . here’s a closer look. They are really beautiful fish. Sometimes they come out of the water glowing phosphorescent pink. I knew this particular day would be my last…
with someone else on their boat for a change!!! The cypress cottage aka Camp Dularge is across the bayou from the camp of a delightful couple who invited me to join them on a trout hunt this morning. You bet your bippy I would! And maybe later I’ll be back here with some photos (if…
Sunday. The day of rest. Does that include fishing? My daughter and son-in-law came down after church for grilled hamburgers. Rach usually has this awesome naturally curly hair, but in honor of the cold front, she put the flat iron to it. And it always takes me by surprise how much she reminds me of…
Friday morning, Lil Sis, Termite, and I headed into a nearby lake to cruise around looking for fishy water. We heard a rumor that there were some schools of trout in there swimming around, but turns out it was only a rumor! The water was beautiful and it was a gorgeous day to be boating,…
Our 4th of July ended up being very well spent — at least the second half of the day anyway. We drove to my niece’s where my nephew put on a big barbecue on her new Kenmore propane grill. We had hot dogs, hamburgers, three kinds of Winn-Dixie brand sausages (it was very good, too)…