Fishers Park

Fishers Park
Many of the things you can count, don't count. Many of the things you can't count, really count. - -Albert Einstein

Saturday, September 22, 2012

And the lady catches her first....

"A fisherman lives here, with his greatest catch"....
And we're not talking about the dog now.  The scruffy little brat that whines when the big guy gives me a kiss.    But she is the only one who will wear pink in this house so gotta love her!  Anyways, today was a big day for the big guy and his girl.  A lazy Sunday morning, complete with sunshine and birds chirping.  Met hubby under the bridge in town with a good cup of coffee and a great big kiss.  Had my fishing license in my pocket, my cute new pants (gift from the big guy) rolled up to my knees, what else do you need on a beautiful morning?  With a few quick casting lessons, I was on my way and caught not only one, but TWO fish.  A chubb and a smallmouth bass. From beginning to end.  No help from my guy.  Reeled them in.  Ok, didn't take them off, because I haven't gotten to the part where I am over touching slimy squirmy stuff.  But thats on my list of things to conquer.  Happening soon.  Very exciting.  And documentation below courtesy of the hubby.
Here's the Chubb.  (what the heck kind of fish is a chubb?)
Lets see, I think I'm supposed to remember the fly that I used (I think it was small), but can't seem to recall.  Maybe one of those wooly buggers?    End Result :  A fantastic morning with lots of good stuff.  Went home, grabbed the kids and everyone caught one.  Water was low and we walked the creek bed for a bit.  I'm on a roll now, Hubby watch out!





Friday, September 21, 2012

“Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.” “Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was the thing that I was born for.” ― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

Saturday morning, fishing with the hubby............

A touch of fog, another beautiful morning...
The day of the turtles.  We are taking a early morning paddle at one of our local favorites.  Stopped for a great scone at our neighborhood coffee shop, Enjoy!  Off to catch some keepers. Its early enough that there is a slight haze on the water, the sun hasn't taken care of that yet.  We put in and off we go.  On the sides are lots of fallen trees, where we usually have good luck at spotting sun bathing turtles.  We aren't disappointed today.  I paddle slowly and try and glide past the logs, snapping away at my camera before they slide in the water, trying to avoid me.  I have my pocket camera so the photos aren't quite as detailed as they could be.  Hubby patiently in the back of the canoe trying to fish as I am gliding away from his fishing spots, trying to catch the ultimate photo, while he is trying to catch the ultimate bass.....happening for me, but not for him.
Clear skies ahead.  Feels like you are in the middle of nowhere...
Three little turtles all lined up in a row.

Had to be quick on this one.  He was on his way into the water.


This time I was more successful in the photo taking.  I think we are going to be bringing 2 canoes the next time, so I can go off and do my photo shoots, and hubby can cast away.  What a great way to start the day, paddling with the big guy :)

Thursday, September 20, 2012

"Hope your birthday is excitin..cause the fish are bitin'"--Hallmark


Can't let the blog go by without acknowledging the big guys birthday!  The kids just love picking out gifts for him.  Another successful birthday celebration.  The cricket flies were a hit.  Creepy looking but guessing the fish aren't going for looks. Went to one of our local holes and got some great shots.  Wish I could say the same about the fishing.  But making memories are what its all about!


If you'd never been born,
well then, what would you be?
You might be a fish!
Or a toad in a tree!
You might be a doorknob!
Or three baked potatoes!
You might be a bag full of 
hard green tomatoes!  -Dr Seuss

Hubby totally excited about his seam fixer for his waders.  Can't be walking around with a hole in your seams!  Hmmm..... 
Goofing around....the boys loving birthdays.  Especially the apple crisp,  one of hubbys favorite ..  
Hear no evil, see no evil
Speak much evil :)

This one keeps us on our toes ....
Now...there's the smile with the big guys dimple..


My Norman Rockwell picture.  Going to frame this on canvas.  Two peas in a pod.  Love them !!

Birthday Gifts ?  Have to admit though there were no standouts like in years past.  The gift that surpasses all others was the year that he received the brass, aborigine sans clothing posing on a ashtray shaped like Australia.  Who would have ever thought of making this unique gift for purchase. And yes, we still have it.