Skunked with Friends
|I don't play around when catfishing.|
|A trusted family relic that I am told is not allowed to ever be sold.|
|Wife and kiddos on the water.|
|JJ inspecting the bait.|
|Scouts on fire duty.|
Soon it was getting late and we all had things to do in the morning and one by one everybody started to pack it in. We had nothing to show for our trip besides some dead bluegills and a couple empty bags of nacho cheese Doritos. Now I readily admit to hating getting skunked when on the water. I don't like coming home with my tail between my legs. This time however it was okay, in fact I was perfectly fine with getting skunked. The next morning my kids told the neighbors about how much fun they had catfishing. At work the following night Richard talked about catching the bait and helping to start the fire with a big smile on his face. I bet even JJ would have to admit he that he had a good time. So I leave you with nothing more than the obligatory, didn't catch anything beautiful sunset picture. Until next time...
|Because I had to show you something cool.|