Well Canada Day long weekend turned out beautiful weather wise. Fickle Lake is bigger than I had pictured it too. We tried out our little boat. We took it out and started blowing it up and as the air was going in I was hoping it would get bigger. No such luck. The box said 4 man boat. Yea, maybe 4 children.
We boarded the boat like sardines in a can for it’s maiden voyage with our tackle box and 4 fishing rods. The only thing I could find at the trailer to put a fish in in case we caught one was a wash basin big enough to hold maybe a few big perch. A friend who was watching us asked as we were pulling away what we named the boat. We couldn’t think of anything so he called it The Dillweed.
So we shoved off in The Dillweed hoping to catch something. As we were paddling out Darren’s paddle broke! I am beginning to think this voyage is jinxed now. I got a little worried. But he managed to keep paddling with half a paddle.
So we decided on a spot to stop and Darren decided not to fish since there wasn’t much room. So he helped the girls while they tried fishing with their rods. So I start casting. Did I mention it was super HOT out!? So I am casting and not catching anything but weeds when a thought occurred to me, “What if I catch a big fish? We have no net and this basin wouldn’t hold a jackfish, no way.” I changed my lure to a perch hook, baited it with a bug I caught walking on the side of the boat, let out my line and sat, and sat, and sat,……”Forget it! Let’s go back!” I don’t know about anyone else but I had enough. My feet were beginning to cramp up and the girls faces were starting to get pretty pink from the sun. So we start paddling back in, with no fish. : (
Oh well. I am thinking now we need to buy a real boat……
We boarded the boat like sardines in a can for it’s maiden voyage with our tackle box and 4 fishing rods. The only thing I could find at the trailer to put a fish in in case we caught one was a wash basin big enough to hold maybe a few big perch. A friend who was watching us asked as we were pulling away what we named the boat. We couldn’t think of anything so he called it The Dillweed.
So we shoved off in The Dillweed hoping to catch something. As we were paddling out Darren’s paddle broke! I am beginning to think this voyage is jinxed now. I got a little worried. But he managed to keep paddling with half a paddle.
So we decided on a spot to stop and Darren decided not to fish since there wasn’t much room. So he helped the girls while they tried fishing with their rods. So I start casting. Did I mention it was super HOT out!? So I am casting and not catching anything but weeds when a thought occurred to me, “What if I catch a big fish? We have no net and this basin wouldn’t hold a jackfish, no way.” I changed my lure to a perch hook, baited it with a bug I caught walking on the side of the boat, let out my line and sat, and sat, and sat,……”Forget it! Let’s go back!” I don’t know about anyone else but I had enough. My feet were beginning to cramp up and the girls faces were starting to get pretty pink from the sun. So we start paddling back in, with no fish. : (
Oh well. I am thinking now we need to buy a real boat……
Here we are going out in The Dillweed
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I love it Lisa!!!
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