…”Yep, Lake Life!”…

Today my Bride & daughter, havein’ returned yesterday from their “Girls Beach Week”, were kinda just veggin’ out. I spent a little over an hour out on The Deck finishin’ up my Mugs-O-Joe. Well, the mornin’ just drug on. Lunch time came & went by quickly. I decided I was goin’ to go get in the lake. I needed to gas up the Pontoon Boat & piddle around down on the pier anyway. So I went & dug out my “Ole Speedo”, slipped it on, checked myself out in the mirror, yep, lookin’ good! I gathered up three of my 6-gal gas tanks from the basement, loaded’em on the Pickup Truck, grabbed my rod with “Ole Chrome & Blue” tied on & down the driveway I went. I gathered up all five of our water floats, got in the water with’em and washed’em down good. Re-stacked four of’em & I took the other one out in the slough to just bask amongst the light breeze & ripples on the water. Layin ‘ out there lookin’ up I saw a couple of Osprey circlin’ over head lookin’ for a meal. After about an hour I got out of the water secured all the floats & put the 18 gals of gas in the Pontoon. I dug out a couple of hammocks from the storage locker on the pier & hung’em as well. I got out the Catfish food and fed the fish around the pier. Looked like Piranha boilin’ the water! The hammocks were swayin’ in the breeze & one of’em caught my attention. Thirty minutes later I woke up & realized I needed to head back up to the house. I gathered up the empty gas cans & the unused rod & backed the truck back up the hill. Yep, Lake Life! What a nice way to spend an afternoon…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”Now, what to do with the rest of my day”…

20160928_080352_1475069248953_resized{{{{{ Yaaawn }}}}} & Streachin’! It was 5:00am…Gonna sleep in. Nope, it didn’t happen, 5:15am & I’m risin’. I get up slowly & entertain myself with all of the “Snap, Crackle, & Pop” sounds comin’ from my joints (I said my JOINTS!) I slowly head to do my personal business then on to Joe Station & get that ole trusty Pot to makin’ that “Magic Elixir” to kick my mornin’ off. Stepped out on the Deck & could tell it was goin’ to be another beautiful day. Checked-in on the World News & The Web. Not too much real excitin’ either place. I decided to head down to the water just to see what was happenin’ I grabbed a rod & reel with a “Lunker Lure” on it. As I eased down the driveway to the water the dogs next door sort of half way barked as they realized who I was. Hum-m-m I could tell there was no breeze as My/The Flag was hangin’ limp on the pole. A pair of Mallards scurried of the pier, for the water, as I got to close for their comfort. Quackin’ somethin’ awful. Wish I could’ve understood’em. Ole “Pete” our resident Blue Heron also let it be known I was interruptin’ his mornin’ fishin’ as he too squawked off.  Out my peripheral vision (that phrase surprised some of ya didn’t it!) I noticed a slight swirl on the surface off to my right about 25 to 30 feet off of the seawall. I quickly cocked, cast, & about 3 cranks of the handle and there {{{ SPLASH }}} he was…waited to feel the pressure, as the rod tip loaded up, & I set the hook! I called out “Hold’em Hook”! Me & Mr Spot played around for a few minutes, him tryin’ to throw that “Lunker Lure” & me enjoyin’ every moment of it. I finally got’em in, admired him for a moment, & released him to fight another day. I do so love catch Spotted Bass. One Cast & One Fish! It don’t get no better than that folks, so, I turned  around & head for the house & the Pot-O-Joe callin’ my name. Later on I checked in with my Bride, down at the Beach, all was well with her. After my second Mug-O-Joe I decided to go straddle that Ole H-D down in the basement & go put the wind in my face for a while before it got Too HOT to really enjoy it. 75miles later I’m back here at the house puttin’ the Ole H-D back in it’s stall there next to the “Ranger”. I look at some hooks layin’ on the deck of it & I think they were rustin’ from lack of use. I need to get it out & blow the dust off of it soon. Lunch was served, by me to me. Yep, left over Pot Roast & Veggies. It has been a busy mornin”. Now, what to do with the rest of my day… I’ll figure somethin’ out I sure…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”there’s a {{{{{ COLD BEER ! }}}}}”…

Supper’s done & it’s cleaned up. We all had leftovers of varying types. There are Rain Fronts all around so I thought I’d walk down here to the Pier & toss a Lizard for a change. I missed two (2) right off of the bat. Then caught two (2) Small Spots. The wind started pickin’ up. Out on the Main Channel it’s White Cappin’, the temperature has dropped from 92 down to 84 now. The Smell of Rain is in the air but not yet fallin’. I see two (2) young fishermen out in the mouth of the slough still fishin’. Well it’s now here. I can feel the air gettin’ even cooler now. The rain hittin’ the Tin Roof on the pier is so enjoyin’, it seems to have a rhythm all its own. As for those two (2) young boys fishin’, well they’re really gettin’ “A Bad Case of DAMP-ASS” out there. Lightenin’ still poppin’ off in the distance. Ahhh…youth bravery or stupidity? The Wind has picked up, there’s a mist blowin’ in on me sittin’ here on the swing, I need to move. Now I’m on the Pontoon Boat, away from the mist bein’ blown in. This is so peaceful in a way. Hum-m-m…they finally “battened down the hatches” & their gear & head up river. Probably lookin’ for some safe/dry port out of this Storm. Ya know, this is just another one of those times when ya know God’s hand is workin’. The rain has now slowed to just a light fallin’ rain & the wind is gone but it’s still thunderin’ off in the distance. What a way to wind down yet another day. An just another reason we chose to live here on the Lake. I guess now I’ll just ease on back up to the house. I think there’s a {{{{{ COLD BEER ! }}}}} with my name on it up there.”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”FUN, FUN, FUN!!!”…

Clean up duties here this mornin’ after my son & his family left for “The Ham”.  My Bride had headed to work as well. After mornin’ chores was Lawn Mower Shoppin’ time. After 11 yrs my old one, after 11 hard years, laid down & died on me last week. This evenin’ my Bride & I got thru with a “Left Overs Supper” so I went down to the Boathouse afterwards with a “Perch Jerkin’ Rig” in hand. Needed to work off some stress. You know, the tensions of bein’ Retired! My Son left some “Live Red Worms” here so I thought I’d just help myself. I think I only really used about 6 of’em all total. But damn’em Lil Suckers were all over’em. The total catch was 2-spotted bass (1 of which was pretty good. On 6 lb. test line on a medium action rod it was a blast!), 2-bream, & about 25 to 30 small Squealers/CatFish. FUN, FUN, FUN!!! Made me recall “Ole East Lake Park” days as a child. “Hold’em Hook”!….BG>

…”as it was celebrated here”…

09-10-2016-watchin-bama-football“Another one in the books”! “MOTHERS DAY (Weekend)” is officially done. My son, his family & his Father-in-law just pulled out. My two granddaughters were both cryin’ cause they didn’t want to leave Papa & Gigi’s house. Yeah, I do Love That!  My daughter had to work this weekend. But there WILL be other times together. My sister & brother-in-law, & Special Friends/Extended Family joined us for Boatin’, playin’ in the water, & Perch Jerkin’/Bream Fishin’ with Willow Flys! We had a huge hatchin’ Friday night. Saturday mornin’ all we had to do was hand pick our bait as we needed it. The surroundin’ bushes, trees, & pier poles were all covered with’em.  It’s fun with the Grands. But to watch three grown men down there as well, fightin’ for “The HOT SPOT” really was funny. Grillin’ out with family & friends. Grilled Steaks, Cool Beer & sides. It was great. Friends, Family, good food & fun together. Folks, it just don’t get any better than that! Hope all the Mothers of the world enjoyed “their day” as much as it was celebrated here….”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

Part #3: …”until NEXT TIME”…

Part #3: …”until NEXT TIME”

Later in the mornin’, there’s the Acrobatics of The Rail Road Guy. They were phenomenal! From just a short distance away we had “Ring Side Seats”. The three of us (The Ole Marine, The APC Mechanic & Me) in my boat happened to be lookin’ at JUST the right time. It was truly a “Kodak Moment”! There he was, as it always appears to happen, in Slow Motion, beginnin’ to topple forward, rod & reel already haven been released from his grip, along with the rockin’ of the boat from the waves & wind (& I think assisted from The Parts Man & The Banker in the boat) he was teeterin’ left to right & front to back. Arms were flailin’ around tryin’ to regain his balance, it didn’t work! His feet were doin’ some sort of dance, I wasn’t familiar with the steps, as well but that too didn’t help! His efforts were all to no avail. There he was…goin’ down! The only question was-was he goin’ In The Drink or Nose Divin’ in the bottom of the Boat? Well after a few long-long seconds in time, that seemed like several minutes, “Thar She (He) Blows/Falls”! The bottom of the Boat won out! {{{{{ CRASH ! }}}}}. The good thing was he wasn’t hurt! By some sort of miracle there were No Rods were broken. But the rest of us, well we were all hutrin’ from laughin’ our asses off. Hell, we couldn’t fish for what seemed like an hour! Me personally, hell, my ribs & my throat hurt. My head was even throbbin’. He crashed right into a pile of Rods & Hooks and somehow seemed to keep from havin’ some of those sharp hook from penetratin’ his baby soft skin. As our day on the water came to an end for the guys in my boat, we headed to the Boat Ramp & got the boat on the trailer & out of the water. We were at the top of the boat ramp securin’ our gear.  Then we hear {{{{{ Crash – Boom – Bang ! }}}}} we all spin around turn to see a nice Aluminum Bass Boat slidin’ down the Boat Ramp that just slid off of it’s trailer, with a Older (than us) Gentleman in it! They, him & his younger partner, had made the mistake of UNHOOKIN’ the Bow Line from their boat at the top of the ramp. We later recalled the comments I had mad earlier in the mornin’ “Somethin’ I have seen too many times thru the years”. Luckily no one was hurt. We assisted them, along with others near by, to get it back on the trailer. That bein’ done, they decided to launch again, successfully that time, & go Fishin’. I know the other guys will recall other events, about our trip as well,  but these are mine. The next mornin’ three of us, The Banker, The Rail Road Guy & I, took to the water one last time. The others had already departed for various reason. We caught a few more fish, told some more “Fairy Lies”, headed in & had lunch together then parted ways ourselves, “until NEXT TIME”!…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

Part #2: …”until NEXT TIME”…

Part #2: “until NEXT TIME”

For some reason it is always entertainin’ to watch/see someone take a Nose Dive” in or out of a boat. And let me say we weren’t let down this trip! On day Three (3) we were @ the Boat Launch gettin’ ready to launch for the day. I set my boat positioned for launch, at the top of the Ramp, get out & start takin’ off my Motor-Toter & store it. Then on to my tie-down straps released & unhooked. Then I get distracted y some activity or conversation, I really don’t remember now, Get the Life Jackets out & Kill Switch in position. Someone, I don’t remember who, asked “aren’t you goin’ to unhook your Bow Line”? Hell no! I’ve seen too many boats thru the years slid off of trailers. I unhook when I get it down at the waters edge. So The Ole APC Mechanic hops in the Expedition, stretchin’ as best he could to reach the peddles, as the power seat no longer adjusts, but it fits me just fine. Down the ramp he goes. He stops at the waters edge, I unhook the Bow Line, get in the boat & flag’em on down. I crank the   Big Motor, kick it in gear (reverse of course) to gently slide on into the water. Nope! I gas it a little more. Nope! I flag to The APC Mechanic & yell “Mon-Back”! Nope! By now the boat is almost sideways on the trailer. Ho-o-o-o-o! Ho-o-o-o Damn-it! I kick it out of gear, go to the back & realize I released both trailer hooks on the back of the boat but only took ONE (1) off. Laughter breaks out from all standin’ around. Yep! I looked like a FOOL! So I slip off my jacket, push up my sleeve & reach as far down as I could, finally get the ratchet release loose, & unhook the boat. Somewhere there there’s a picture of this mishap, but it hasn’t surfaced yet, it’s only a matter of time though. It finally drifts off fine, no damage done to the boat & I’m just embarrassed a little….”until Next Time”…(to be continued)…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>