The retirement thing is kicking in

[SA1911a1]

I woke up this morning, got a wild hair, decided to blow off the work I had in mind doing. I went down to the barn scratching around for my fishing gear. It has been gathering dust for at least 15 years, and maybe more. I drug out some old fiberglass poles and started cleaning them up. Found a cricket cage, and old bait casting reel and even a handful of tackle. After cleaning the stuff up, it was approaching noon. I said what the hell, and went into town and bought some wigglers and a a few #8 hooks and a bag of #3 split shot and drove about twelve miles to a remote landing on the Apalachicola river. There was not a soul around but me. I found a nice shady spot on a steep bank and set out to drown some worms. The water level has been rapidly dropping so it left the bank slimy. The first thing I did was slipped on the goose grease and landed in the mud ass first......I knew better, I have been on that bank too many times. I figured it was a sign, so while I was sitting there, ass wet and overall bottoms covered in gummy mud, I unlimberd the gear. I'll be damn if it wasn't just a minute before I caught my first bluegill. I figured I picked up a stray. I sat there and caught about 20 fish, five of which were really nice ones, the rest rather small for my taste, (pun intended) but still large enough to clean and eat and damn fun to catch. It doesn't take a very large fish on a Bream-Buster and 4# test line to give you a run for your money.

Since it was a quick trip and I really didn't expect to catch any fish, I did not bring a cooler or ice, so it was catch and release. That suited me better anyway, because when I was done, in about three hours, I came home and took a nice long nap instead of having to clean fish. I guess my next move is to fire up my old Johnson 15 HP outboard, and see if my jon boat is still viable. That river looked awfully inviting, I may have to rediscover some of the holes I used to regularly fish. I will not be doing any more noon starts, as it is currently 93 damn degrees outside, but I am liking the idea of dropping that boat in the water shortly after daybreak and doing some serious fishing and being home before the heat of the day.

It was a fun, quick trip. The location is beautiful and the wildlife active. I saw more hawks in one place than I have seen in years. It must be mating season for them as they were very vocal all morning. There were some eagles riding the thermals as well. The best part was what was missing...people!

This retirement stuff is beginning to grow on me more and more.

[ffuries]

I woke up this morning, got a wild hair, decided to blow off the work I had in mind doing. I went down to the barn scratching around for my fishing gear. It has been gathering dust for at least 15 years, and maybe more. I drug out some old fiberglass poles and started cleaning them up. Found a cricket cage, and old bait casting reel and even a handful of tackle. After cleaning the stuff up, it was approaching noon. I said what the hell, and went into town and bought some wigglers and a a few #8 hooks and a bag of #3 split shot and drove about twelve miles to a remote landing on the Apalachicola river. There was not a soul around but me. I found a nice shady spot on a steep bank and set out to drown some worms. The water level has been rapidly dropping so it left the bank slimy. The first thing I did was slipped on the goose grease and landed in the mud ass first......I knew better, I have been on that bank too many times. I figured it was a sign, so while I was sitting there, ass wet and overall bottoms covered in gummy mud, I unlimberd the gear. I'll be damn if it wasn't just a minute before I caught my first bluegill. I figured I picked up a stray. I sat there and caught about 20 fish, five of which were really nice ones, the rest rather small for my taste, (pun intended) but still large enough to clean and eat and damn fun to catch. It doesn't take a very large fish on a Bream-Buster and 4# test line to give you a run for your money.

Since it was a quick trip and I really didn't expect to catch any fish, I did not bring a cooler or ice, so it was catch and release. That suited me better anyway, because when I was done, in about three hours, I came home and took a nice long nap instead of having to clean fish. I guess my next move is to fire up my old Johnson 15 HP outboard, and see if my jon boat is still viable. That river looked awfully inviting, I may have to rediscover some of the holes I used to regularly fish. I will not be doing any more noon starts, as it is currently 93 damn degrees outside, but I am liking the idea of dropping that boat in the water shortly after daybreak and doing some serious fishing and being home before the heat of the day.

It was a fun, quick trip. The location is beautiful and the wildlife active. I saw more hawks in one place than I have seen in years. It must be mating season for them as they were very vocal all morning. There were some eagles riding the thermals as well. The best part was what was missing...people!

This retirement stuff is beginning to grow on me more and more.

Told you retirement was fun, plus no time clock to punch. Get up when you want, go where you want, fall asleep where you want in the house or yard. Don't have to shave if you don't want to. No more hurrying around working for the man and living on his schedule. Now time moves as fast or slow as you want it to. You set the speed and live life at that speed..........Ain't life grand when you're retired!

[SA1911a1]

I woke up this morning, got a wild hair, decided to blow off the work I had in mind doing. I went down to the barn scratching around for my fishing gear. It has been gathering dust for at least 15 years, and maybe more. I drug out some old fiberglass poles and started cleaning them up. Found a cricket cage, and old bait casting reel and even a handful of tackle. After cleaning the stuff up, it was approaching noon. I said what the hell, and went into town and bought some wigglers and a a few #8 hooks and a bag of #3 split shot and drove about twelve miles to a remote landing on the Apalachicola river. There was not a soul around but me. I found a nice shady spot on a steep bank and set out to drown some worms. The water level has been rapidly dropping so it left the bank slimy. The first thing I did was slipped on the goose grease and landed in the mud ass first......I knew better, I have been on that bank too many times. I figured it was a sign, so while I was sitting there, ass wet and overall bottoms covered in gummy mud, I unlimberd the gear. I'll be damn if it wasn't just a minute before I caught my first bluegill. I figured I picked up a stray. I sat there and caught about 20 fish, five of which were really nice ones, the rest rather small for my taste, (pun intended) but still large enough to clean and eat and damn fun to catch. It doesn't take a very large fish on a Bream-Buster and 4# test line to give you a run for your money.

Since it was a quick trip and I really didn't expect to catch any fish, I did not bring a cooler or ice, so it was catch and release. That suited me better anyway, because when I was done, in about three hours, I came home and took a nice long nap instead of having to clean fish. I guess my next move is to fire up my old Johnson 15 HP outboard, and see if my jon boat is still viable. That river looked awfully inviting, I may have to rediscover some of the holes I used to regularly fish. I will not be doing any more noon starts, as it is currently 93 damn degrees outside, but I am liking the idea of dropping that boat in the water shortly after daybreak and doing some serious fishing and being home before the heat of the day.

It was a fun, quick trip. The location is beautiful and the wildlife active. I saw more hawks in one place than I have seen in years. It must be mating season for them as they were very vocal all morning. There were some eagles riding the thermals as well. The best part was what was missing...people!

This retirement stuff is beginning to grow on me more and more.

Told you retirement was fun, plus no time clock to punch. Get up when you want, go where you want, fall asleep where you want in the house or yard. Don't have to shave if you don't want to. No more hurrying around working for the man and living on his schedule. Now time moves as fast or slow as you want it to. You set the speed and live life at that speed..........Ain't life grand when you're retired!

Wait a minute! You mean I don't have to shave? Is that for real? ;)

Mike, you will have to run over here one morning and help me drown some more worms.

[ffuries]

I woke up this morning, got a wild hair, decided to blow off the work I had in mind doing. I went down to the barn scratching around for my fishing gear. It has been gathering dust for at least 15 years, and maybe more. I drug out some old fiberglass poles and started cleaning them up. Found a cricket cage, and old bait casting reel and even a handful of tackle. After cleaning the stuff up, it was approaching noon. I said what the hell, and went into town and bought some wigglers and a a few #8 hooks and a bag of #3 split shot and drove about twelve miles to a remote landing on the Apalachicola river. There was not a soul around but me. I found a nice shady spot on a steep bank and set out to drown some worms. The water level has been rapidly dropping so it left the bank slimy. The first thing I did was slipped on the goose grease and landed in the mud ass first......I knew better, I have been on that bank too many times. I figured it was a sign, so while I was sitting there, ass wet and overall bottoms covered in gummy mud, I unlimberd the gear. I'll be damn if it wasn't just a minute before I caught my first bluegill. I figured I picked up a stray. I sat there and caught about 20 fish, five of which were really nice ones, the rest rather small for my taste, (pun intended) but still large enough to clean and eat and damn fun to catch. It doesn't take a very large fish on a Bream-Buster and 4# test line to give you a run for your money.

Since it was a quick trip and I really didn't expect to catch any fish, I did not bring a cooler or ice, so it was catch and release. That suited me better anyway, because when I was done, in about three hours, I came home and took a nice long nap instead of having to clean fish. I guess my next move is to fire up my old Johnson 15 HP outboard, and see if my jon boat is still viable. That river looked awfully inviting, I may have to rediscover some of the holes I used to regularly fish. I will not be doing any more noon starts, as it is currently 93 damn degrees outside, but I am liking the idea of dropping that boat in the water shortly after daybreak and doing some serious fishing and being home before the heat of the day.

It was a fun, quick trip. The location is beautiful and the wildlife active. I saw more hawks in one place than I have seen in years. It must be mating season for them as they were very vocal all morning. There were some eagles riding the thermals as well. The best part was what was missing...people!

This retirement stuff is beginning to grow on me more and more.

Told you retirement was fun, plus no time clock to punch. Get up when you want, go where you want, fall asleep where you want in the house or yard. Don't have to shave if you don't want to. No more hurrying around working for the man and living on his schedule. Now time moves as fast or slow as you want it to. You set the speed and live life at that speed..........Ain't life grand when you're retired!

Wait a minute! You mean I don't have to shave? Is that for real? ;)

Mike, you will have to run over here one morning and help me drown some more worms.

Been awhile since I drowned some worms, and plus I need to put that free hunting/fishing license the state gives me to use!

[Ironnewt]

Best thing I ever did. My income actually increased and I don't have to spend money on uniform cleaning or replacement. No 40 mile round trip to work every day, no emergency call ins, and none of the work BS. I got a part time job at my LGS and it has a lot of benefits as well as a place to shoot (up to 25 yards) and it's 5 minutes away from where I live now. Life is great.