Today's POD is a shot of DD just BEFORE he trips over one of the many tie-out ropes around camp.

We purposefully set up our camps with as many such hurdles and obstacles as possible.  It's called "geriatric therapy." It trains us to stay alert in our old age as our synapses disconnect and our ganglia become inflamed.  It is also great fun to watch when one of us screws up and ends like a fish, flopping around camp and trying to get back to our feet.

It's super fun, especially, around dusk, with a libation or two under our belts.  Everything seems funnier then!

Jimbo   

You guys are living life on the wild side!!   

TODAY'S POD: "Yet another likely shelter tie-down victim shuffling unwittingly towards his inevitable fish-flopping future."

Do they ever learn?

Jimbo 

P.S. This one's a Walleye.

Those tie-out ropes are pretty brightly colored. I don't see how you could miss them.
Or are those just the ones used to lure passers-by into a false sense of security?

What words of profundity (profanity?) did Sir Wally13 have for me as I snapped today's POD?:

"Egads, Jimbo, regard thee yon beach!  Pray levy my bait, my canoe, and even my walleye kingdom but for a single beer!!!"

Me: "Aye, sire. Alas, but there is a dearth thereof!  Would that I could slake thy royal thirst in such a manner!  For what value holdeth even paradise without that noble beverage?!!"

This, by the way, was pretty typical conversation during two very hot June weeks in the BWCA.

Jimbo