Day 18
Woke
up at 4. Very stiff and sore. I guess I'm getting too old for this _____.
No fishing this morning. Slept until 7. The clouds are back. Still some sun,
and warmer today, so I got up and did laundry and it will hopefully dry before
more rain.
Cornbread for breakfast came out nicely. Hot water for the dishes and for
me. I wimped out on the full dunking today. Made a few casts from shore. Not
much action this morning. Me either. A float plane just went over. There have
been several using the same reference points, or gps. I wonder if this one
will slow and land? Are my parents doing ok? The plane passes, and soon is
out of sight, and then beyond my hearing. For a minute, I give thanks that
I am in a place where the main concern of the day is whether the laundry will
get dry before the rain hits. My re-entry into the real world has begun.
I've
got bass thumb so bad it has split open, even though I have poured the lotion
to it. I can hardly hold the pen to write. I think I'll try some super glue
on it. Well, so much for the super glue. Dried up. Damn, I needed a second
skin. Did a little more exploring and found another campsite, but it isn't
much. Found 60' - 80' depth in places, but fishing still slow. At least no
problem getting a meal, and it came out nicely, supplimented with chicken
rice. Planning to bolt tomorrow to Elizabeth or perhaps Jesse. Will fish across
Walter and see how that works out.
