August 27, 2015
I found the weirdest critter. I wanted to play with it but my humans
stopped me. They probably thought I
would eat it. I would. My humans got me my own chair. I love it!
The morning started with tying new lines for the fishing poles. Spouse has these magnifying glasses you
attach to a hat. You can really see what
you are doing when you look through those.
You can also see how bad your cuticles are, and that your nails are
uneven and really need some filing! Will
today's fishing be a repeat of yesterday...
Back we go... my first cast... eaten by a new rock. Then we started finding the places. We each caught some junk fish (mine was the
biggest). But Spouse caught the
most. He even caught 3 trout! He wins the prize! There was some snagging, but not as bad as
yesterday. I did keep snagging on a line
that was in the water - probably mine from yesterday! We pulled that out. All the while, a bald eagle was watching
us... probably waiting for us to leave our fish guts for him. I gotta tell ya, I just cannot put a worm on
the hook. I have to go to Spouse for
hook wormage. He also has to take my
fish off the hook. I will cast and hold
the pole and untangle tho.
Look closely in the tree for the bald eagle.
We broke for lunch and a short walk into town. By 'short', I mean pretty much next
door. We did take the long walk up the
driveway to the Ranger Station. We got a
map of roads in the area and decided we need more days here. More fishing tomorrow, a rodeo on Saturday,
roads to explore...
Our neighbor encouraged us to cross the river for some more
fishing. The current is fast and you
have to go slow. We found a shallow spot
and made our way. At one point, you have
to turn into the current or you will go down even though it is only knee
deep. We fished there, just junk
fish. Lots of critter prints, some of
them quite large.
After our trout dinner, we fished some more. We picked up these nifty gizmos that you use
on your fishing pole to minimize snagging.
The overachiever that I am proved I could snag that too... It just amazes me how I can just look at the
fishing pole and the line will tangle. I
don't even have to touch it. Give it
some stink eye and you may spend days untangling the thing. Spouse caught another trout. Such a talent! I hope when I have 60 years of
fishing experience, I will be as good as he is!
The smoke is incredibly
thick tonite. We hear they are canceling
rafting trips because of the fires. What
a mess.
By the way, how many times can Spouse knock over Rudy's
litter box in a 5 minute period?
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