My nephew Haven asked me to go fishing with him today. He had work to do this afternoon, so he wanted to go early.
Going early is fine with me. I was off today and the weatherman called for cooler temps and a chance of rain this afternoon.
I headed out at 5 a.m. for the rendezvous. We were fishing a private lake the size of New Hampshire, but he asked me to meet him at the forks of the river.
At 5:15 this morning there was no one else down there - shocker! I wheeled into the lot and switched the ignition off. I rolled down the window while I waited. The engine ticked as it cooled and off to my left, I hear wings flapping. Out of the morning mist, a blue heron winged his way down stream, fussing because I'd interrupted his breakfast.
Haven arrived a few minutes later and we headed to the lake. While loading our fishing gear in the Jon boat, we could hear the bass pounding the water and it sounded like a child learning to swim.
I caught a small bream on my fist cast, but I released him back into the lake. That was the only fish I caught all morning. I hung several fish, but lost them before landing them. Haven caught seven bass which will go into the freezer for our next fish fry later this summer.
I've been in a bit of a fishing slump lately but I won't let myself get discouraged. The best thing to do when you fall off the horse, is to get back on.
Going early is fine with me. I was off today and the weatherman called for cooler temps and a chance of rain this afternoon.
I headed out at 5 a.m. for the rendezvous. We were fishing a private lake the size of New Hampshire, but he asked me to meet him at the forks of the river.
At 5:15 this morning there was no one else down there - shocker! I wheeled into the lot and switched the ignition off. I rolled down the window while I waited. The engine ticked as it cooled and off to my left, I hear wings flapping. Out of the morning mist, a blue heron winged his way down stream, fussing because I'd interrupted his breakfast.
Haven arrived a few minutes later and we headed to the lake. While loading our fishing gear in the Jon boat, we could hear the bass pounding the water and it sounded like a child learning to swim.
I caught a small bream on my fist cast, but I released him back into the lake. That was the only fish I caught all morning. I hung several fish, but lost them before landing them. Haven caught seven bass which will go into the freezer for our next fish fry later this summer.
I've been in a bit of a fishing slump lately but I won't let myself get discouraged. The best thing to do when you fall off the horse, is to get back on.
True the saying it is not the fish, but the fishing. and it is not the company fishing with you but the COMPANY.
ReplyDeleteThere aren't many BAD days when you are on the water. (smile)
I can tell you why you didn't catch any fish. You "headed out at 5 a.m." I was a gardener who left home at that time every morning for 35 years, and Rick, there is no such hour.
ReplyDeleteA good day fishing does not always require catching fish.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a wonderful day, fish or not.
ReplyDeleteI never catch fish but I always go. Fishing is a wonderful way to spend the day.
ReplyDeleteTim loves fishing, I do not
ReplyDeleteI don't know what it is about fishing but my brother can reel fish in as fast as he can while his companions are barely catching any. There must be a trick to it. Better luck next time.
ReplyDeleteJB