Joel Vernier

Fishing! August is moving very quickly, and I realized that I have not gone on my annual fishing expedition! I thought to myself, “I better get in motion and go fishing tomorrow.” I called my buddy Ed and told him that I wanted to go fishing, he said he was up for it. We agreed to get out around 6:30 a.m. and sneak into our favorite fishing hole spot on the lake. He also agreed to get some minnows on the way in. I stated that I would have the coffee and cinnamon rolls to energize us for the morning. 

Mid-August presents some chilly mornings and some warm days, must be time to fish. I thought about getting my fishing gear out tonight, but I truly needed a nap in my “Comfy Chair.” I fell asleep and planned to get upstairs to bed, but I looked at the clock, and I must have napped quite a while; it was 4:00 a.m., and I was still in my “Comfy Chair.” I thought to myself, Joel, get up and get ready to fish.

I joyfully ran down the stairs to the basement to gather up all of my fishing gear. Now, where did I put it last fall? I began searching; Not on the shelf, not in the corner, not on the floor. It’s lost or stolen, I thought to myself, someone broke in and took my fishing gear (at 4:30 a.m., I get delusional). As my heart sank, I headed to the stairs, some light filtered in under the stairs, and I caught a glimpse of my fishing pole! I bounded around to the back of the stairs, and with jubilation, I found all of my fishing gear. 

I lugged it all to the kitchen, the gathering place for all things and projects. Fishing license, I grabbed my wallet, and it was for this year. Bait was being taken care of by Ed.

I grabbed all of my gear, and ran to the back of the garage, pulled the tarp off my 14 foot aluminum fishing boat. I loaded my gear, hooked up the fishing trailer to the truck and was ready to head off to the lake, It was 5 a.m. Ed had not arrived yet. What to do? Well I was tired, so I settled back into my “Comfy Chair,” and I fell fast asleep, I woke up around 8:30 a.m., and Ed had not arrived. I called him on the phone, and I heard a groggy good morning. Ed, you were supposed to be here by 6:30 a.m. its fishing day! He apologized in a mumbled sort of way, he said he overslept and wanted to make it another day. I said okay and set out to fish alone. Then I remembered I did not have any bait, and the party store would not be open until 10 a.m. I looked outside, and it had begun to rain, I flipped on the widescreen to catch the weather with the ten-minute guarantee and noticed the temp was 42 and going up to 52 today.

The weather was going to be chilly and cold today with an all-day rain. Beautiful weather for fishing in the northwest, but on a small inland lake, I think I’ll pass today. Yes, I was disappointed. It took four trips to get all of my fishing gear back into the basement; it was time for coffee and cinnamon rolls. I picked up the local newspaper, and as I flipped through the pages, I noticed a fish fry tonight from 4-7 p.m. Perfect, I can have my fish dinner after all. Summer is almost gone, but there is plenty of fishing time ahead! I think I will down another cinnamon roll and then take a nap!

“Remember, every day is a gift! Some are just a little more fun to open than others. – © Joel M. Vernier 08/18/2020 Author of: “The Guinea Pig In The Freezer.” joelmvernier@aol.com.

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