Speaking of fishing, I think I can find a story or two.
The first year John and I went down to TX to meet up with our friend, it was like a LOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGGG time since I'd taken a road trip with anyone. I was amazed that the trip down went so quickly. It was like constant chatter between us the whole way down. I think it was about 8-10 hours from where I live.
We went to some lake our friend had fished off and on and had some luck fishing at. Before we hit the lake, we drove around the more public areas. There was plenty of eye-popping scenery to say the least. I suspect the bikini is the swim wear of choice at this particular lake.
We fished all day and didn't catch squat. For two days we did that. On the last day, as we were pulling up to shore to load the boat, John and I were throwing our lures while Bry cruised the boat to shore. As luck would have it, I hung my lure up in a small tree about six feet from the shore.
Bry pulled the boat up to the small tree and I went forward to retrieve the lure. Apparently while I'm standing at the front carefully removing the plastic critter, the boat was drifting backwards. Unfortunately, I was totally unaware of this. Just as I had removed the lure, I looked down, and there is nothing under me but water. I swear, it was like the cartoons where the critter runs off the edge of the cliff, and when he is standing a ways from it in some sort of stop action, looks down and realizes what is about to happen, and then drops. I'm sure I was frozen in mid air for a split second before falling into the water.
Of course this was the funniest thing my friends had seen in a long time. "If you could have seen your face," or "I thought you knew the boat was moving backwards", or even "Well, just as I was about to say something" was what I heard from my companions who are laughing so hard they're holding their stomachs.
So guess what comes up every time we get together to go fishing. Somehow, the story grows each time I hear it. Ha, ha, real funny.
It was funny.
Later, |
