The sweet sounds of your reel clicking

(If you don't want to read about fishing, click next blog... seriously.)

The weather here rocked this weekend.

I can't believe how friggin' lovely it was... It's as if the universe looked down upon me, throwing the bait box in the back of the truck and placing my rod lovingly in the back and said

"Yeah Emma, we see you, and we want you to have a great fuckin' time... Here, have some sun."

Ahhh. See, I love this place in the summer. Green, Green, blue blue... until you cross over to the 'mid' of the state and find the desert and plains.
Just something overwhelming and holy about it at 5:30 in the morning and you're doing 85mph, trying to make up time because you took too long to get beer. and the boat leaves at 7:15.

Bullet points? Sure.

FISH COUNT - J caught 7, I caught 4, Chan caught well-- none, and Zanie hooked 2 (only brought one to the boat). I think the biggest I scored was about 16inches, not bad for the first day out and second fish hooked!

TACKLE REPORT - I was understocked and kicking my own ass. I swear, I'm sooo jealous of J's tackle box... she's got like 20 of everything imaginable... in every fucking color. "If they're not biting the brown, let's do the blue with the purple fleck."

E: "Right, but what about the red, red looks good."

J: "Nah, save the red for sundown, the blue is perfect for mid morning."

Z: "Can I change up to a Senko?"

J: "Em, change her up and I'll re-set your line with one of them blue ones."

So I change Zanies set-up while J places my new Senko.
2 mins after cast...

*sigh*

FISH ON!

E: "K, that was fucking tight... Chan hand me my tackle box for another blue..."

C: "Okay (opening my box for me) You don't have blue, you have green, and what the fuck is this thing with the hooks an shit?"

E: "Rappala, k no blue's in there? Only green."

Z: "Somebody beer Em."

E: "J (opening beer), lemme use your blues... please?"

J: "Fuck that, there's 5 left and they're mine... I gave you a mercy fish and now you're good."

E: "If I remember correctly you're my wife and the law says..."

C: "Shit who put the jaeger in the bottom of the cooler?"

J: "You can have half my husband if ya want it... but not my Senkos."

Z: "I did it to keep it cold Chan, or you bitch about how it gets warm."

E: "I think the Senko's might be more valuable at this point actually..."

Z: "Jesus that's right, did anybody ever find out if we really got married that night?"

E: "Did we ever consumate that Zanie, I don't think we did..."

C: *eye roll* Subject change please, where's the chips?"

I never got to use the blue. I'm still pouting about it.
Which, is why she caught 7 and I caught 4. Because I had to use my green.... and I did have a couple red grubs that came in handy as the day got warmer.

BEER STATUS - 2 12 packs down. Long, interesting, and sobering ride back home. While the girls stopped for gas I popped into the convenience store for a Rockstar and ended up trying one of these instead.

I like it. It's coffee and coke basically.. which tastes strangely like a kahlua and coke.. which if slipped a little rum into would be a fucking great pep-me-up cocktail. Anyway, see this is the 'review' person in me... apologies.

I liked it so much I picked up 2 four packs today at the store. I'm a glutton, I had 3 today alone for the yardwork around the house and the bbq.

GEAR STATUS - For the most part, we kept our clothes on... It wasn't THAT warm yet. I think the best it got was tank tops and jeans, and that was for a good length of the trip. No good tanlines to report besides the ones on the backs of my shoulders. There was one moment in time though I thought things could get dicey, I mean it was kinda busy for it being April and we weren't exactly being considerate of our surroundings.

I bare-assed Chan, because she deserved it... I hope the 12 year old boy that was in the boat about 50 feet from us facing my ass end really appreciated that, because his parents didn't.

I have no shame.

lessee... fish check, tackle check, beer check, clothing check,... im not missing anything am I?

I know, pretty lame... but there's a story in here.. I just don't have the gusto to type it. Perhaps I'll save that for some time when I can actually feel my forearms.

K good. Happy Monday!!