This is my post for @freewriters Friday prompt explosion of rage hosted by @mariannewest
Today when I put my boat overboard and headed for the dock where I keep my bait stored, I stopped halfway there and took the hood off of my motor, there was no water, I am happy, happy, happy.
I get my bait and when I get to the channel, I get my boat on a slide. I went about half of a mile and I see water coming from under the hood. Now my happiness has changed to an explosion of rage.
I took the hood off, and now I am puzzled, I do not see any water on the bottom of the engine, I put the hood back on and get on a slide, and water starts coming from under the hood. I take the hood off again and there is no water. To solve this problem, I get the motor on a slide and I do not look at it anymore. I was determined to get back to where I had the good catch of trout last week.
I get there and the water is clear. I threw a couple of baits on my rod and reel and did not get a bite. I try my splatter pole, it is basically a 19-foot cane pole but made of fiberglass. I caught a jack but something in the way I was holding my head, I got the feeling that I get right before I fall down, so I had to stand up to fight it to the boat.
The next fish that I caught on it was a 3-pound trout, the same thing happened, I got the feeling and this time almost fell off of my seat. So I put the splatter pole away. When I got to the fish house, I asked Dawn to take my picture with the last trout that I will ever catch on the pole.
After not finding anything where I caught the fish last week, I moved further to the east side of Long Point mudhole flat and the water was colored up. My first bait I caught a trout. I fished all the way across the flat catching them.
When I ran out of room, I went back to where I caught them last week and now the water was colored and I caught more there until I ran out of bait.
I had 62 pounds of trout, 18 pounds of jacks, and one 7-pound jack. It turned out to be a good day.
** All photos are mine**
