- Wed Jun 27, 2018 3:36 pm
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relates, I still get to fish once in awhile
So Socks had a birthday. He wanted to go camping and fishing and drinking. We obliged. Socks, myself, Dead Western, Pfranzen and a a couple of others put a hurting only on our livers this weekend, the fish were mostly safe.
I arrived friday afternoon to a camp already set up and set up my shit at what would be a nice riverside base camp for the weekend. The boys came up from the river and we had a beer. Then we had dinner and more beer. Dead western cooked up some mean kabobs! Socks arrived late friday night, we had more beer.
Saturday am started with breakfast burritos (I'm seeing a foodie trend starting) and some beer. Pfranz and i ran a shuttle, we saw deer and turkeys and locals. finally got on the water and had a beer. We floated some, fished a bunch, caught some small small lies and then ti was time for cocktail hour, it was 1030am. By 1230 we had emptied a fifth of jack daniels. we called the guy coming in that afternoon for a reinforcement, he was having lunch with his wife, she was not impressed with us at all. He brought a handle of jack. We fished some more, then had a second cocktail hour with eh bottle of rum we had brought incase we drank all the jack, good planing. We also had cigars and pie. Finished the float and cooked up some ribeyes and had another beer. Everything that went wrong the whole weekend was blamed on the young guy, he had stowed 2 bananas in the drift boat without any of us knowing. FTG!
Sunday started with a shotgun beer and eggs and cheesy hash browns. we were going musky fishing that day. We got going and fished hard for 2 hours, moving 2 fish, then we stopped for cocktail hour. That was pretty much the end of fishing for Sunday. we floated and drank cocktails and smoked cigars and went swimming and ran out of beer. And jack daniels, yes, the handle was emptied. It was not our finest moment but oh, so much fun. I lost two knives and a pair of prescription sunglasses. No rods were harmed tho. The guy who came for the day was not happy with us, he moved the musky and wanted to fish more. He was overruled by committee. Jalepeno stuffed pork loin, potatoes and onions and beer for dinner. and cigars. Sox had a good birthday celebration. We did have one man go down for the count, the youngest one. These kids nowadays can't hang.
Monday, well it was raining and one of the guys wanted to take his boat and leave and i was not thrilled with being in the rain all day so I headed home, probably still drunk fro the day before, got home and went to bed for a few hour while Socks, pfranz and a buddy fished. They can tell you about that. Here are some photos.
relates - I may have broken a drift boat. JB Waterweed FTW. Put some in your boat bag today.
Hopefully dead western and socks will add some photos too.
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So Socks had a birthday. He wanted to go camping and fishing and drinking. We obliged. Socks, myself, Dead Western, Pfranzen and a a couple of others put a hurting only on our livers this weekend, the fish were mostly safe.
I arrived friday afternoon to a camp already set up and set up my shit at what would be a nice riverside base camp for the weekend. The boys came up from the river and we had a beer. Then we had dinner and more beer. Dead western cooked up some mean kabobs! Socks arrived late friday night, we had more beer.
Saturday am started with breakfast burritos (I'm seeing a foodie trend starting) and some beer. Pfranz and i ran a shuttle, we saw deer and turkeys and locals. finally got on the water and had a beer. We floated some, fished a bunch, caught some small small lies and then ti was time for cocktail hour, it was 1030am. By 1230 we had emptied a fifth of jack daniels. we called the guy coming in that afternoon for a reinforcement, he was having lunch with his wife, she was not impressed with us at all. He brought a handle of jack. We fished some more, then had a second cocktail hour with eh bottle of rum we had brought incase we drank all the jack, good planing. We also had cigars and pie. Finished the float and cooked up some ribeyes and had another beer. Everything that went wrong the whole weekend was blamed on the young guy, he had stowed 2 bananas in the drift boat without any of us knowing. FTG!
Sunday started with a shotgun beer and eggs and cheesy hash browns. we were going musky fishing that day. We got going and fished hard for 2 hours, moving 2 fish, then we stopped for cocktail hour. That was pretty much the end of fishing for Sunday. we floated and drank cocktails and smoked cigars and went swimming and ran out of beer. And jack daniels, yes, the handle was emptied. It was not our finest moment but oh, so much fun. I lost two knives and a pair of prescription sunglasses. No rods were harmed tho. The guy who came for the day was not happy with us, he moved the musky and wanted to fish more. He was overruled by committee. Jalepeno stuffed pork loin, potatoes and onions and beer for dinner. and cigars. Sox had a good birthday celebration. We did have one man go down for the count, the youngest one. These kids nowadays can't hang.
Monday, well it was raining and one of the guys wanted to take his boat and leave and i was not thrilled with being in the rain all day so I headed home, probably still drunk fro the day before, got home and went to bed for a few hour while Socks, pfranz and a buddy fished. They can tell you about that. Here are some photos.
relates - I may have broken a drift boat. JB Waterweed FTW. Put some in your boat bag today.
Hopefully dead western and socks will add some photos too.
"It is only the inexperienced and thoughtless who find pleasure in killing fish for the mere sake of killing them. No sportsman does this." - W.C. Prime, 1888
"if it floats, flys, or fucks, it's bound to be a pain in the ass..." - BigTimber
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