It was the perfect day for fishing; I thought standing on the dock
Though a little later than normal I thought as I looked at my clock
As we fished the first spot, Matt hooked up straight away
And that's when I knew it would be an easy day
So we headed to new area that we hadn't fished before
"Let's go due west and hit the north shore"
We tried it for a while, without so much as a look
And don't worry, all the fish are safe there, nothing got hooked
The motor gave Matt fits, due to recent salt water intrusion
Our perfect day of fishing, well that turned out to be an illusion
Just 2 little bass, a pick, and one crappie, waiting for Ashton to jump out and yell punked
But I guess it could have been worse, we could of got skunked
Sometimes you get the bass, and sometimes you get the Beier
Today I forgot sunscreen, now my neck is on fire
I broke not one, but 2 rodsThats 2 rods too many
My favorite ultralight as it was about to turn twenty
And would I do it again? Of course, that's fishing
Sometimes your catching and sometimes your wishing
- Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke
Sometimes it's not as easy as they make it look on tv, and I have to say, I have a lot more respect for the guys that do those shows. I messed up on recording the first video and it wasn't even in my down loads. Who knows. It's really hard to go back and forth from fishing to filming because when you like to fish you're caught up in that exercise and meditation. The last thing you think about is getting the shot when you are trying to get the fish, especially on a day like this when we had to work for it.
We did manage to salvage the day though by going to an old trusted spot, and you know its good when you're able to hook up 1pm in the afternoon with the sun blazing directly overhead. The key is not to give up and cover as much area as you can till you figure out where they are. This was John's Lake in Clermont and we will be back for round two and a little better prepared next time. I've gotta hand it to Matt though; he worked on that motor and kept pressing on well past the time most guys would call it. This worked out well for me because I hate to leave without catching a fish. It would be like admitting defeat, and though I'm down two rods and my neck still hurts, I'm ready whenever you are.