The Annual Pollock Fishing Trip March 29, 2008

——-WE CAME——-
——WE FISHED——
—WE DRANK BEER—

We fished for four days, 8 to 10 hours per day, and caught less than 1 pound of fish, but we had far more than a ton of laughs.  Jim Adkinson and I left Daphne around 8:00 am Sunday and arrived at the Bass World Fishing Lodge in Platka Florida around 3:00pm.  The adventure begins.

After eating a wonderful canobe at a local Italian restaurant, Sunday night was filled with a few beers, unpacking, and renewing old friendships.  A wild Polish family, Mike Kost, his son Mikie, his brother Tom, Brothers in law Freddie, and Mr. “D”, then there was Jim and me.  We were honorary pollocks.

Monday it was cold and windy so we only fished about 7 hours.  Although we drank beer from about 9:00am, there was enough room for a few more after a supper of brats and pork & beans.  There were laughs a minute as the two brothers yelled and cussed at each other.  You may have thought there were going to kill each other, but it was just their normal way of showing their love.

Tuesday was also cold and windy, but we managed to catch 2 less than legal bass in about 8 hours.  A good start, or so we thought.  Hamburgers and lots of beer were perfect for supper.

Wednesday was beautiful, 80 degrees and calm winds.  We fished for 10 hours and only managed to catch a beautiful egress (fish eagle).  He (maybe he was male) picked up a rubber worm that Mikie was fishing with, and flew into a tree.  He became entangled in the line and fell to the water.  We trolled over and Jim held him while Mikie cut the line and removed the hook.  Although the egress was beautiful, he really smelled bad!  Again, no fish just lots more beer.  Great ribeyes, baked potatoes, and sliced tomatoes were a prefect supper.  Tom prepared some country fries (fried in butter), but no one ate them.  While he was cutting them, he dropped about half of the potatoes on the floor, picked them up and rinsed them off, and returned them to the frying pan.  Then he used the handle end of the fork he was turning them with to clean out his ear.  We all laughed, but NO ONE ate the potatoes.

Friday was perfect, except for the lack of fish.  Thankfully there was plenty of beer.  We fished 10 hours, then enjoyed a supper of beer, hotdogs, leftover steak, and leftover hamburgers.

Jim and I left Friday morning and arrived home around 4:00pm.  A wonderful trip!

“And the trees came tumbling down” March 24, 2008

Floyd has gone”fishing with the guys” for several years now and has enjoyed it very much.  He has taken different guys with him over the years and this year he invited James (the other grandfather) with him.  I am sure he is having a great time.  He however scheduled the removal of several trees from our lot this week.  I understood that little Gene was to start on them tomorrow, so was just messing around the house and getting ready to go SHOPPING.  As all who know me are aware, I am hard of hearing and had not bothered to put my hearing aids in yet.  But some noises even I can hear.  Before I became aware of what was going on two big tractor type trucks, etc. had been here for long enough to have taken most of the top out of the tree in the front yard.  So no shopping.  I have been going in and out of the house with camera in hand.  Hopefully I have some pictures.  I would hate for Floyd to miss all of the excitement.