2500 Miles Later
22 August 2009
No Comment
One Dodge Grand Caravan. Two delusional, under medicated, overly enthusiastic parents. Three, two and a half year-old maniacs.
Zero fish.
Nada. Nothing. Zip.
Why?
Would you believe Big Daddy forgot to pack his gear? Yup. I left it all sitting on the porch, and there it remained until I returned. I had a free pass from the boss, and had even looked into booking a guide on the rat’s lake. I was actually a little disappointed. There’s a certain novelty to fishing in the foreground of Cinderella’s castle.
My wife says not to worry as I’ll have a chance to fish the lake next year, when we take our next trip.
Are you kidding me? Freakin’ rat.