This weekend we were lucky enough to be invited to go with my brother-in-law and his wife on a five hour fishing trip. Last night we checked into motel hell, which was next to the grill/bait shop/check in spot for booking the trips. This place was bad enough to mention it to our wonderful fishing guide Jarod later in the day, who told us he wished he would have known, he would have recommended different accommodations. Oh well, live and learn right? Anyway, upon deciding to retire for the evening, we peel back the bedspread (I knew it was going to be bad when I noticed the sheets underneath were visibly wrinkled) only to find live ants crawling around on the sheets! After a vigorous shaking did not seem to make the filthy things much better, we pulled the spread back up and slept on top of it under two blankets we found in the “closet”. It’s a wonder we fell asleep worrying about whether ants would decide to crawl in our ears but somehow we managed it.
This morning, a short walk to the dock revealed a beautiful sunrise and I just knew right then it was going to be a good day. Turns out, it was a great one! After loading up, we headed out on to the lake and got ready for an epic day of fishing hybrids. Hybrids are a cross between sand bass and striper and proved to be a blast to catch.
Our trusty guide Jarod was so friendly, capable and personable, he made the trip very enjoyable indeed. He put us on fish at our very first stop and the action started immediately with yours truly netting the first catch (but certainly not the last) of the day!
Here, my sister-in-law is working the pole with Jarod patiently waiting to scoop that baby into the net. Not sure who’s fish he’s holding in the next pic because I lost count of how many each of us caught, although I believe I had somewhere between 8-10 caught (not every one a keeper though) and Connie caught the largest one and couldn’t be beat all day long, although I gave it all I had trying!
Of course, there was plenty of down time as well but I tried to take advantage of these times by taking cool pics like this one showing the sun on the water and a pole just waiting for the next victim to strike it. After it was all said and done, we went back to the dock where he was kind enough to clean and fillet our cooler full of fish. As the guys were watching and waiting to pay him, thank him and tip him for a fantastic experience, Connie and I took a walk down to the water to see if there were any treasures to be had. She is famous for finding things she can use in her crafting like old pieces of driftwood, shells or even old rusty hooks and such. One never knows when such items will come in handy, either for decoration or crafting purposes. Trust me, I have picked up a fair amount of shells in my day as well. Not today though. We did spot this pretty marsh plant complete with a butterfly and she kindly shared the pic with me.
Aside from not having the best eating experience that we’ve ever had, the awesome fishing made the whole day worth every penny we spent. All of the sun and a tasty beverage from hours ago (the best part of lunch btw) have got this girl beat, so this here angler needs to leave the heat of the patio and go find a comfy couch and some boxed air.