Fish on Friday

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, today was the first day in a LONG time that we were able to put the boat in the water and go fishing! woo-hoo!

A bad day fishing is a good day doing anything else (well....ALMOST anything else!)

My oldest daughter and her boyfriend came along. We had arranged to meet at the old house (where the boat is stored currently) at 6:30. MDB and I got there at about 6:00 and put whatever we needed into the truck and/or boat, hooked the boat up to the truck, pulled it out of the garage, and waited. Slightly before time for them to get there, I looked at MDB and said, "I'd bet my left lung that they're late. Lauren is going to be late for her own funeral!" No sooner than the sound of my voice stopped reverberating from the garage walls, my phone rang. "Dad...I snoozed the alarm at 5:30 and I guess I hit "off" instead of snooze. I just got up. We'll be there in half an hour!"

Uhhhhh........okay.

Anyway, the lateness of launch time aside, it wasn't a bad day. The weather forecasters at MDB's office predicted "smooth to slightly choppy" for the marine forecast. As we made our way across the confluence of the Texas City, Houston, and Galveston ship channels toward the north jetty, I looked at her and said, "I think we need to get whoever forecasted 'smooth to slightly choppy' into the boat one day on a day like this so they'll know what 'very choppy to extremely rough' looks like!" Anyway, we got there without too much fanfare, but I guess we got there after the breakfast hour had passed - nothing biting but the mosquitoes. In about 3 hours of fishing we managed two keeper pan fish; one a sand trout, the other a whiting. Oh, and a piggy perch that was almost as big as the bait shrimp!

Anyway...back at home now and relaxing before the last rodeo night for us this year.

More later!