Rain Rain Go A…. Glub Glub Glub

Monday, June 14th, 2010 at 10:20 am

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Holy crap did it rain on my parade Sunday.

Well it was quite that bad, the rain was that bad but my day of fishing wasn’t bad at all. I was catching more fish from my little float tube than the guys that passed me in their boats. I told them to start fishing the weeds but they looked at me like I had two heads. Not sure what that was about, but they won’t move any closer to the weeds. Later I thought maybe it was because of their motor. My motor, my two legs, were adjustable for the shallower water.

I wasn’t going to go fishing but we borrowed my friend Gary’s car for the weekend so we could pick up some gardening things. We worked hard all day Saturday and while we were having supper I decided I would go fishing Sunday as the weather looked good. I keep saying I won’t listen to the weather guy any more but I keep falling for his lies.

I got up pretty early as I thought I might get in some good fishing before the wind picked up and I did. I think I got about 5 hours of fishing and catching in before I had to move to a more protected area.

Well someone should have been there with a video camera to watch me move from one side of the road to the other without taking off my flippers and I didn’t walk backwards so it looked pretty strange.

I got in the water on the more protected side and headed to the first protected spot. I think I had about 3 fish when the skies opened and the rain came down so hard it hurt. Of course I was about 15 minutes at top speed from the shore. That’s one thing I don’t care for about the float tube, it takes a long time to go any distance. Of course it’s great in the shallow and weeds where other boats can’t easily get in and out of.

I wasn’t far from shore at all yet I could barely see the shore through the rain. I was soaked to the skin and maybe deeper so all I could do was laugh. I think I stopped laughing and really started working those flippers when I heard thunder, I hate being on the water when it thunders.

I still had about 7 hours of great fun before I headed back home.

Oh yeah, it sucks fishing alone. I much prefer to share the experience so I don’t look so goofy yelling fish on, plus I suck bad at trying to take pictures with one hand.