Sunday Flowers!

After our exciting night with all the Police and what not me and Curious fell asleep and YES I did take him in to bed with me! The next morning feeling pretty groggy we loaded up all of our things and headed straight back to the river after a shot of OJ. It was quite a bit busier down at the river so we headed up to the look out. You can see little ole Curious having a blast there. He is an awfully funny guy some times. After messing around for a little while we finally make it back to water and it is pretty busy. I look around for a more secluded area where no one will see me hauling around a stuffed monkey and finally found one. The water was horrible. Stagnant. No flow at all so fishing was tough all day but we did manage a few. Later on in the day after getting sun burnt again the river started to flow a little and the fishing picked up some. We had a little company while fishing. All of the sudden you hear wings flying and the big blue bird smashes into the water and hops out with a fish just a few yards from me. I wish it was that easy for me and the bird even seemed to peek over at me as to say "poser". We fished for quite a while and headed home. Along the way me and Curious notice a hot mil.. Err. Attractive older lady picking flowers at the side of the road. They were pretty nice looking orange flowers. Curious goes and jumps right in the middle of them and scares the little lady away. That damn Curious! Probably getting me back for disappointing him at the Gas Station/Pizza Place. Adios!

Mom & The Sheriff

Curious! Damn it Curious! I swear he is always getting me into some sticky situations. I swear... OK so listen to this! Me and Ole Curious leave work early to head up to the trout river to stew over our horrible and evil thoughts on the world. Well we planned on staying the night up here but little did I know the whole place is packed for some music festival. We finally found a little slum lord style hotel room which really kind of smells bad. It took us a little while to figure out the window unit style air conditioner but we finally got the hang of it. After settling into our new little place we rigged up our rods and headed for the stream! At first it wasn't to bad. Extremely foggy and not many people around at all. Just how I like it, a perfect day for being out there to figure out and forget all of your problems. It started to become dark awfully quickly.. The darker the sky got the denser the fog became. I mean it was really really foggy. I took a picture of Curious at the beginning of the night. It got about three times worse than what it was in the picture. I could barely see my line five feet in front of me. Anyways we caught a few fish and it started to become really cold. It got so cold that I walked up to my truck and started to put on a fleece coat and thats when all the action started. While I was walking up to my truck I see a couple of guys in an old beat up Ford truck parked in the handicap turn around. They seem pretty darn drunk and crazy if you ask me. After I walked up and started putting my coat on since it had gotten so cold all the sudden, and think! All of you guys are hiding in the shade and waiting on your A/C to kick on while I am putting on a fleece coat. You should be at the trout river! I was freezing my little Timmys off. So while I was doing this these jack-asses drive there truck down the beautiful stream bed and end up getting stuck. I didn't think much about it until I saw Mr. Warden pull in. He asked how I did and how things were going and small chit-chat like that and then I decided to tell him about these idiots that are messing with the river! He was not happy at all. He headed straight down to the stream's bank and took off down where I told him they were. The next thing I know I see the spot lights shining and the two game wardens walking up to the people. Its getting pretty exciting now so I sit and watch while I act like I am fishing. I hear the boys talking like there friends have arrived.... HEHE. Nope. The wardens walk up and scare these guys half to death and catch them in whatever they were doing. I heard citations for drugs, dui, trespassing or something, and all kinds of other things. They took the poor old guys and drove them back to about where I was. The guys already had there truck all stuck in the rocks down the bank and now three or possibly even four cars showed up there to handle them. They were all going crazy and one of them started talking about his mom knew the sheriff and all this business... Well that didn't get him anywhere. They were all cuffed and carried out to jail. Curious talked me into taking a picture of the Sheriffs Durango hauling the guys off but I don't know if its very visible. It was quite a show for going out night fishing. I had a blast. Anyways me and the monkey headed back to our little hole and ordered a pizza... I am not even going to talk about what happened at the pizza place while we ordered... Whoo. Why do these things always happen to us? Must be the Monkey.

Tri-Cycle Thursday

So... Me and ole Curious hook up the boat after a long boring day at work. We had asked a couple of people to go out with us on this afternoon but got the cold-shoulder from both of them and decided to hit it alone. Both Me and Curious are starting to like it that way though. All alone out in the world, its actually kind of peaceful that way with all the crazy chaos going on around us. So after I launch and load the boat all by my self, which would seem like a big task if you haven't done it before but I have many times so its a piece of cheese cake, we head out to one of the spots I like. The water was pretty calm with hardly any flow at all and it was pretty muggy out there. We fished for just a little while until I got pretty tired and decided it was just nice to be there so we picked up the trolling motor and just drifted along. It was pretty great just sitting out there in the boat not seeing anyone around while listening to all the wildlife messing around. After a while I decided just to fish into this one certain spot... BOOM! I saw a big fish flash right at me and I had a big one. This continued on all the way down the bank we were at. We caught quite a few aggressive fish down that bank. My thumb actually wore down a little from grabbing them all. Curious loved it. After a little while the fishing was off so we decided to just drift around a little while more. I started to think... Girls... They turn boys into a Tri-Cycle. It is hard to imagine if you haven't been there but think about it. All the sudden your Bicycle turns into a Tri-Cycle once you meet a decent girl. You can only roll with her or you wouldn't go anywhere. She is your third wheel, but one day that stupid shaky, rattling, and wobbly third wheel falls off. What do you do then? You are a Tri-Cycle remember? You can't do anything except scrape the ground and slow down. How do you turn yourself back into that Bicycle? It is hard let me tell you but any strong person should be able to do it. Screw that Tri-Cycle. Bikes go way faster.

Oh! Look at that sweet Sunset, and Curious about to hump that slimey fish.. Stupid Monkey.

Did I have my first comment??? Was that Evan? I am pretty sure I will be the next YouTube, MySpace, or Facebook star! Hopefully not MySpace or FaceBooger... I hate those God Dam* things. All they do is cause trouble.