Saturday, August 22, 2009

2500 Miles Later

One Dodge Grand Caravan. Two delusional, under medicated, overly enthusiastic parents. Three, two and a half year-old maniacs.

Zero fish.

Nada. Nothing. Zip.

Why?

Would you believe Big Daddy forgot to pack his gear? Yup. I left it all sitting on the porch, and there it remained until I returned. I had a free pass from the boss, and had even looked into booking a guide on the rat's lake. I was actually a little disappointed. There's a certain novelty to fishing in the foreground of Cinderella's castle.

My wife says not to worry as I'll have a chance to fish the lake next year, when we take our next trip.

Are you kidding me? Freakin' rat.

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