Thursday night was dedicated to worm hunting. Had forgotten about this activity until Marie reminded me at 10:30 pm. Ugh. Threw on some shorts under my nightgown and ventured outside to locate the elusive worm.
Sprayed the ground to encourage them but those suckers are fast! Gave up and let Marie fend for them, which resulted in her staying up til 2am.
Friday morning after grabbing my license and supplies at Walmart, we made it to the South Lewis County Park in Toledo about 9:30. The park has a large lake which has been stocked with trout. We were able to snag a dock then set up our chairs, umbrella, poles, plunked our lines into the lake, and waited. And waited. And waited.
Alas the only thing I caught during this fishing venture was a sunburn on my shoulders! However, did stumble across one score - a Mossy Oak camo jacket someone had left behind so that came home with me.
After packing it in, we stopped at Betty's Place in Toledo for late lunch. We walked in with our masks in people and the Toledoites stared at us as if we were aliens emerging from the spaceship. Perhaps the Covid news hadn't made it's way to Toledo or maybe the only news to be had is Jimmy Joe's weekly Egg Day Bulletin.
Saturday the clouds opened and it rained. Spent part of the day in the covered back patio creating two acrylic pour pictures. You know how you keep fiddling, then fiddling more, then fiddling so much you are ready to toss it in the trash? Yeah that's how it went. Gave up, put the paint away, and tossed a smorgasbord of veggies into the crackpot to enjoy meatless taco soup later in the evening.
Even though it was raining, Marie was eager to cast our poles at Lake Sacajawea. Finally gave in although, being the legendary fisherman's daughter that I am, I knew fish don't bite when it rains. Wrapped up in jeans, hoodie, and puffy vest, stood in the rain determined to get one bite. And we all know the ending to that story. Packed up the rods, went home, and ate warm soup for dinner.
Sunday the weather improved so that morning my sidekick Stubbs and I visited the usual spot Willow Grove. Seem to always find a treasure everytime we walk the sandy riverbank. This time found a pair of almost brand new children's sneakers! With light up soles! Put them on a Facebook community group as lost and found. No takers so gave them to the neighbors for their boys. Now I hear their son Luke LOVES the shoes even though they are too big for him. He even wore them to bed!
Sunday evening we again casted out on the Sacajawea with pno luck, which I attributed to the roving Great Blue Herons poaching the fish. However, the weather was gorgeous and only superseded by the sunset.
Had also taken Monday as a vacation day so that afternoon we went kayaking on the lake. Was my first time - had visions of flipping over and becoming stuck in the boat, flailing in the slough water of the lake with a nutria biting my ass. Thankfully none of that occurred. It was an absolutely incredible experience. Sun shining, smooth water, and gliding through the lake. Ran into a kayak guide who took our picture, along with his client. Seriously thinking about buying a kayak now.
Whew! That was my whole last weekend! And here we are with Friday upon us!
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