01-24-2021, 05:38 PM
Good on ya Jeff. When I devolve a bit further into geezerhood I may just call on ya to prop me up a time or two.
Couldn't help reflecting on my fishing experiences with my dad. One of the things I mentioned at his service was that he was the first to put a fishing rod in my hand...and I was the last to put one in his. In between we shared a lot of good times on the water together.
Sorry about the "sociable" fellow tanglers. Happened to me so many times I can't begin to count them. One of the worst was when TubeBabe and I were way out in the middle of Pelican Lake...back in the good old days. We were catching lots of BIG bluegills and even some nice largies. Then a group on snowmobiles headed out from the east side and ran straight for us...all the way across the lake. Couldn't believe it. They actually surrounded us and started swiss cheesing the ice over a wide area...running their sleds around to look for new area. Didn't have sonar in those days. But usually didn't need it. On that occasion I'm sure I would have seen the screen go from full to empty. No more bites for the next hour...so we moved. And wouldn't you know it. As soon as we started catching fish, the ice power squadron packed up and followed us. I dusted off some of my most vitriolic vocabulary and it almost got physical. Those folks just couldn't understand why I did not want their scintillating company.
Couldn't help reflecting on my fishing experiences with my dad. One of the things I mentioned at his service was that he was the first to put a fishing rod in my hand...and I was the last to put one in his. In between we shared a lot of good times on the water together.
Sorry about the "sociable" fellow tanglers. Happened to me so many times I can't begin to count them. One of the worst was when TubeBabe and I were way out in the middle of Pelican Lake...back in the good old days. We were catching lots of BIG bluegills and even some nice largies. Then a group on snowmobiles headed out from the east side and ran straight for us...all the way across the lake. Couldn't believe it. They actually surrounded us and started swiss cheesing the ice over a wide area...running their sleds around to look for new area. Didn't have sonar in those days. But usually didn't need it. On that occasion I'm sure I would have seen the screen go from full to empty. No more bites for the next hour...so we moved. And wouldn't you know it. As soon as we started catching fish, the ice power squadron packed up and followed us. I dusted off some of my most vitriolic vocabulary and it almost got physical. Those folks just couldn't understand why I did not want their scintillating company.