May 28

gone fishin

Hit the lake for the first time in about 15 years or so yesterday. Looking at all the events that took place through out the day, it seemed to be a disaster.

As I was getting into my car to leave the crotch of my pants blew out. After changing and making the drive, as I was walking along the lake carting a bunch of stuff with me and dragging a wheeled ice chest behind, my foot decided to meet the ice chest, and I tripped, rolled my ankle and fell. I landed hard busting up my knee and cutting my hand on some rocks.

We finally make it to our spot, have about an hour of peace before what seemed to be an entire bus load of tourists with their kids showed up and had to be right next to us. They were some of the most rude and inconsiderate people I’ve ever encountered. They were very loud and as we could see fish swimming nearby before, now they all seemed to disappear. Within five minutes of their presence there was a ton of plastic trash in the water.

This went on for a while and I spilled my powerbait nuggets twice.

But it was all worth it, I enjoyed myself because I caught a fish! It had been a long time, and I forgot how much I enjoyed fishing. It was a Rainbow Trout, and probably not long out of the hatchery at about 8″ long.

We had a good number of bites but I think the hooks I bought were too big, but and between two of us and dozens of bites, and I was only able to set the hook once. We’re going back with smaller hooks soon.

May 25

fishin’ nostalgic

It belongs to my father. It’s older than I am.

Popeil Pocket Fisherman