Have you ever had one of those days?
If any of you were fishing on Lake Taneycomo this weekend, you could not have missed me.
I was all thumbs, left feet, discombobulated, and just plain screwed up.
I get to the river with my newly rented jon boat. One of the locals greets me and says the water is too low for my boat. I dismiss his advice and put on anyways.
So, there I am, in the boat with my duck dog and a trout rises next to the boat. My dog, being the vigilant hunter he is, decides it must be a diving duck and launches himself into the water, amidst the wading fishermen.
So, I am mortified, and decide it's best to leave that little section of water. So I fire up the engine and start heading downstream. Little did I know that the bottom of the river was coming up to meet my boat, and with a loud grinding sound, the prop bites into the riverbed, probably sending the fish into the next county. So, exasperated, I jump out of the boat (sans waders) and push my boat back to the launch where I hope to escape unnoticed.
To all the fishermen out there that day...I apologize. I'm really not that screwed up! We've all had days like this, right?:eyecrazy:
"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver." --by Jack Handy