I have blogged many times about interesting experiences and sights seen while in the field and on the water. Yes, it is about catching fish and successful hunts, but it is SO MUCH MORE than that. Those experiences and sights are the spice, the gravy, that make the memories so much more full, complete.
Some times those experiences and sights border on the bizarre–boats at full speed whacking buoys, Nimrods filling waders and then lying on their backs with legs in the air to drain the water, deer swimming in the middle of 5,000-acre reservoirs. Had another one of those bordering on bizarre on a cold day on the water this fall. At least I thought it was cold, others thought it was a good time to show up at the water’s edge for a photo op.
Look close at the photo, look past the wedding party. On the other side of the beach are a couple of guys in a bass boat. If you look close you can kind of see the look on their faces.
That bride was stunning.
If those guys in the bass boat would have taken a photo back towards me, here is what it would have looked like:
You better believe I was fishing so hard trying to hook up while the wedding party and photographer were present. Talk about a photo op!
Or maybe a photo bomb?
However, I am telling you, if I gotta start dressing up to go fishing, I ain’t doing it. Chest waders do not come in formal black, nor that snappy tan, groomsmen color.
Hunting seasons are open, we still have open-water, it is the weekend, hit the field, get on the water, have a great weekend, and you never know what you might see!