Post by naturelovr on Sept 11, 2008 20:16:56 GMT -6
as some of you might have read, i was thinkin' i mighta' been traumatized by seein' that picture of chefjim's wife's beautiful 40 pound fish....well, it wasn't a "mighta' been traumatized", it turned out it was a "was traumatized"....because of that one little ol' innocent picture of a proud moment in my new hero's life (my new hero being chefjim's wife), i was overtaken by a severe case of fishin' fever.....probably the worst case of it i've ever had in the 30 years i've enjoyed fishin'......oh. my. gosh.....i've spent every possible moment since then fishin'...i gotta' tell ya, havin' to work for a livin' is a real nuisance when the fishin' fever is on like this.......
as of day before yesterday, in numerous pond fishin' expeditions, i had caught a total of 10 channel kitties...combined weight was 38 pounds.....so i still hadn't caught up to my hero's 40 pounds.....(i might not be catchin' any big 'uns, but i am really consistent with catchin' two, three and four pounders)...
but yesterday...ahhhh, yesterday......life was SO good.....went to a conservation pond and caught a....(drum roll please).....five pound 11 ounce channel kitty.....woo-hoo......i was jazzed......it was a VERY nice fish.......and it put me over the 40 pounds that had traumatized me so badly.......stretchin' it out over eleven fish and all wasn't quite as exciting as one forty pounder woulda' been...but it was good enough.......
my fishin' fever is in full throttle now that i surpassed that traumatic 40 pound mark......i thought hittin' that mark mighta' cured it, but apparently not......i can still hear those fish calling my name....just tauntin' me......moment of silence everyone, okay?......now listen really hard...............{naturelovr.....we're waiting....}.....ya hear that?.....sheesh....it's gonna' be really hard to hafta' work tomorrow.......
have been proudly showing all my recent catches to a couple of old fisher-guys i know.....they told me they would take me to a big creek nearby where they regularly catch 30 pounders.....their super secret spot is apparently sacred to them, so i feel special that they have offered to take me next time they go...i think i might hafta' become a blood sister or memorize a secret creed and swear to never tell the location lest some dire consequence or curse befalls me or something, it being such a secret place and all....i'll gladly agree to do any of that stuff for the chance to go where the big kitty fish romp and frolic......however, it might take some of the fun out of the adventure if being able to go involves a blindfold and layin' on the floorboard of their truck....guess i should add that it'll take some of the fun out, but i'll go anyway.......i think the old guys feel sorry for me that i get so pathetically excited about my little fish.......i think they might be hopin' to see what it looks like for someone like me to loose their little mind over catchin' a big 'un.....(i should probably mention that i am kinda' reserved and somewhat shy)........i think they might also be hopin' for the entertainment of seein' me dance with a fish......we are so easily amused around here.......
hopin' that the fishin' gods smile favorably on each of you next time ya get the chance to go.........
peace.....
as of day before yesterday, in numerous pond fishin' expeditions, i had caught a total of 10 channel kitties...combined weight was 38 pounds.....so i still hadn't caught up to my hero's 40 pounds.....(i might not be catchin' any big 'uns, but i am really consistent with catchin' two, three and four pounders)...
but yesterday...ahhhh, yesterday......life was SO good.....went to a conservation pond and caught a....(drum roll please).....five pound 11 ounce channel kitty.....woo-hoo......i was jazzed......it was a VERY nice fish.......and it put me over the 40 pounds that had traumatized me so badly.......stretchin' it out over eleven fish and all wasn't quite as exciting as one forty pounder woulda' been...but it was good enough.......
my fishin' fever is in full throttle now that i surpassed that traumatic 40 pound mark......i thought hittin' that mark mighta' cured it, but apparently not......i can still hear those fish calling my name....just tauntin' me......moment of silence everyone, okay?......now listen really hard...............{naturelovr.....we're waiting....}.....ya hear that?.....sheesh....it's gonna' be really hard to hafta' work tomorrow.......
have been proudly showing all my recent catches to a couple of old fisher-guys i know.....they told me they would take me to a big creek nearby where they regularly catch 30 pounders.....their super secret spot is apparently sacred to them, so i feel special that they have offered to take me next time they go...i think i might hafta' become a blood sister or memorize a secret creed and swear to never tell the location lest some dire consequence or curse befalls me or something, it being such a secret place and all....i'll gladly agree to do any of that stuff for the chance to go where the big kitty fish romp and frolic......however, it might take some of the fun out of the adventure if being able to go involves a blindfold and layin' on the floorboard of their truck....guess i should add that it'll take some of the fun out, but i'll go anyway.......i think the old guys feel sorry for me that i get so pathetically excited about my little fish.......i think they might be hopin' to see what it looks like for someone like me to loose their little mind over catchin' a big 'un.....(i should probably mention that i am kinda' reserved and somewhat shy)........i think they might also be hopin' for the entertainment of seein' me dance with a fish......we are so easily amused around here.......
hopin' that the fishin' gods smile favorably on each of you next time ya get the chance to go.........
peace.....