The heat keeps coming and the weeds keep on keeping on. It's not the best recipe for awesome fishing and yesterday kind of signified hitting the wall for me. We worked hard for the ten-year old in the boat trying to get him into fish. We even went up to the dam and did the row-show with everyone else and wouldn't you know it; fish finally stopped eating.
I usually have no problems getting fish up there but yesterday was tough. Usually you can guarantee 30 or 40 shots at it and eventually, a little bow will hang himself and the day progresses; building on that one little moment of greatness until everything clicks and landing fish becomes more the norm than the exception. We couldn't make that happen for my little guy yesterday however, and the dam became my biggest nightmare--a day of row-rounds with 20 other boats and still not catching fish...I guess it happens. That's not to say we got skunked. The adult in the boat caught a few. It would have been nice if the kid got a few though.
My birthday was last week and I had the pleasure of spending it with someone very special. She has definitely brought some peace to a lifestyle I've chosen that can be fraught with angst and competition and ego. She speaks to me and challenges me to open up and communicate with honesty and transparency. She is the mirror I've been hoping to find that's not distorted with resentment or anger but reflects the person I've always thought I could be. Thanks Jill.
Keep 'em where they live...
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