“What are your plans today?” Blaine asked on my first day of summer vacation.
“I don’t have plans,” I replied.
“You want to go fishing?” he asked.
“Sure!” I said.
“That’s how we will start if off!” he said. After breakfast, he loaded up the red Jeep with the needed gear and off we went to Long Branch Lake. The lake was beautiful.
|I wondered about the wisdom of the two of us rock climbing, but we survived.|
“Careful on the rocks,” he warned. “They are kind of dangerous.” We made it down to the edge. He had packed cushions for us to make sitting on the rocks more comfortable. We began with stink bait. Its name needs no further explanation. Then he switched to shrimp, which the catfish preferred. Can you blame them?
|Blaine doing what he enjoys!|
Blaine caught several catfish, until he ran out of shrimp. Although I had a few bites, I failed to land a fish. My husband's expert advice was that I had too much slack in my line. For me, it was not about catching the fish, anyway. It was about spending time with my husband.
|I am not that experienced with "selfies" so I did not get the whole fish.|