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We had what appeared to be a hurricane move through here yesterday.
My oldest son who is visiting insisted on dragging my ass out in it to go fishing.
While we were out at the spot I go to, I get a call from home saying the water had gotten so high it was seeping into his van lol and I was fully prepared that we might end up walking out of where we were. My thoughts were, well I have good insurance and if we get stuck here over night how am I going to cook this fish for us to eat. realizing the only thing I brought with us was 4 beers and a gallon of tea. I came to the conclusion that I could build a fire and wash off the fish with the tea for extra flavoring because I was not giving up my beer.
Anyway, after a couple of hours of being assaulted by this storm, soaking wet, getting my gf's van into a total stinking mess I could see he was ready to be talked into going home.
So that's when I said, you know............................................. Your mom made a huge pot of limabeans and we can always go fishing again next weekend. He agreed to leave.
On the way home, and seriously he really does drive like he is still driving a tank. He got a lot of protest from me during his driving. I don't drink and drive. But anyway, as we approached the end f my road it was like almost 2 feet deep. I had to look out window to direct him so we didn't drive off in ditch, we have deep hilly ditches here because all the homes are on man made hills.
We made it home. I smelled like a shrimp and looked like a mud fish.
Tip toed to the bathroom where I was directed to ONLY go to and not touch a thing. only to discover something stung me on my thigh. I was sure it was a spider. I did pee in the woods.
took a shower and felt like a ball of shit for the rest of the day.
and I am on my last day of a 4 day weekend and its still yuky outside.
but I have now cleared off a dry spot on the back deck and I am going to make the best of it.
Cheers......
My oldest son who is visiting insisted on dragging my ass out in it to go fishing.
While we were out at the spot I go to, I get a call from home saying the water had gotten so high it was seeping into his van lol and I was fully prepared that we might end up walking out of where we were. My thoughts were, well I have good insurance and if we get stuck here over night how am I going to cook this fish for us to eat. realizing the only thing I brought with us was 4 beers and a gallon of tea. I came to the conclusion that I could build a fire and wash off the fish with the tea for extra flavoring because I was not giving up my beer.
Anyway, after a couple of hours of being assaulted by this storm, soaking wet, getting my gf's van into a total stinking mess I could see he was ready to be talked into going home.
So that's when I said, you know............................................. Your mom made a huge pot of limabeans and we can always go fishing again next weekend. He agreed to leave. On the way home, and seriously he really does drive like he is still driving a tank. He got a lot of protest from me during his driving. I don't drink and drive. But anyway, as we approached the end f my road it was like almost 2 feet deep. I had to look out window to direct him so we didn't drive off in ditch, we have deep hilly ditches here because all the homes are on man made hills.
We made it home. I smelled like a shrimp and looked like a mud fish.
Tip toed to the bathroom where I was directed to ONLY go to and not touch a thing. only to discover something stung me on my thigh. I was sure it was a spider. I did pee in the woods.
took a shower and felt like a ball of shit for the rest of the day.
and I am on my last day of a 4 day weekend and its still yuky outside.
but I have now cleared off a dry spot on the back deck and I am going to make the best of it.
Cheers......
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