7:30 am Friday morning we head over to Pete’s house, basically to loan him a dozen eggs. He was going to cook quiche for a friend. Next thing you know, Gail and I are cooking the quiche and doing some house cleaning for Pete. It just happens that way around here. His friend Mike never showed but Heather and Fletcher came by and ate with us. The weather has been amazing to say the least. January here is usually chilly. We it’s 80 plus and light wind. That equals fishing!
Gail and I went home for maybe an hour around 11:00. We got a few things done, then headed out in our swimsuits, in pursuit of a fishing trip with Pete. We were on the boat by 12:30. We trolled a bit, then mostly bottom fishing. Just being out there on the water brings me such joy. I love to fish. The funniest fishing moment and a first for me is when Gail pulled out a book. (Wait…. why did she have a book on the fishing boat to begin with) Wait for it…..
She began reading a poem out loud! Yes, to Pete and I. You can’t make this crap up! We all got a good laugh out of it. I will say that Pete let her bring in the first fish, a trigger. Maybe there is something to this poetry reading thing. HA HA! We got several good bites, a few big ones got off but we didn’t bring home many fish. Doesn’t matter. I love fishing!
Now Greg (Pete’s son) on the other hand, caught the largest grouper I have ever seen in person. (or in fish) He went out alone and brought home the bacon. He has to. Pete’s Pub guest have to eat.
After an exhausting day of fishing we got back home around 4 and had to be at Pub by 5:50. We enjoyed a great dinner with Marie and West. (They own the cottage we are staying in presently). It was a fun night and a long day. Wow this kinda of fun can be exhausting. Both of us are sleeping like babies here in this place. Ah the Peace!