When people ask me what I'm catching fish on I usually answer, "the end of my line." (Ha Ha). I like your suggestion and will try to incorporate product names in future posts.
Unfortunately, my most recent fishing trip only involved a Ford truck, some BP gasoline and a best friend, who after the debacle of a musky guided trip we were on yesterday may have to be bribed to take part in future endeavors.
Let me just say the three-year drought plaguing the northwest part of the state is probably over, I'm thinking about switching cell phone service providers and after knowing me for over 20 years, my friend should know I'm not the best when it comes to remembering directions.
If anything positive came out of spending six hours in a vehicle and ending the day by squeezing in an hour before dusk below Kings Dam (where we ironically learned someone had just caught a 42-inch musky), it was that I was reminded of other fishing trips that have gone array, and not completely at fault of my own.
Like the trip to Minnesota, when someone I know forgot the boat key. Or the mosquito repellent, bait, sometimes beer and laundry list of essential fishing equipment that in the past has been forgotten, it certainly did make for interesting discussion on the ride home.
This guided musky fishing trip will just have to join that list, which as I age, I hope to keep in check - although I realize I'm probably fighting a losing battle.
As fishing partners go, my friend will get over the six hours of life that he'll never get back and remember that future fishing trips will go off without a hitch. And, maybe if I'm lucky, age will steal his memory of the trip to the Flambeau Flowage. Otherwise, I'm sure I'll be hearing about it for a long, long time.
Thank you for the kind words Sunnydaygirl. They sure did brighten up my day after yesterday's debacle and bad weather.
On another positive note, we were able to catch a dozen walleyes below Kings Dam last night. I even think I saw Andy smiling while he was throwing a fish back.