Everyone has had this moment.
So you’re with someone, and suddenly they say “Don’t Move!” while approaching you. Instantly you know something is wrong, and your imagination floods your senses with everything from bugs, to creeping leprosy, to that devil on your shoulder who is supposed to appear at the same time the angel does, to who knows what. So you freak out a bit, and suddenly things go into hostage negotiation mode as this other person tries to “talk you down” before they can swat the whatever away. That’s always a freaky experience, and it happens to everyone. It’s like a tiny little baby crisis where no one gets hurt. I had one of those today… And nobody got hurt. But a good time was had by all.
I caught a Pickerel on my second cast today. That was the only fish, but it was still nice. It ranked in somewhere between “Large” and “Big Ass” Probably a “Hot Damn!”. I also saw a turtle crossing the path way up ahead of me, and got to pick it up. Plus, a hot air balloon took off right by the river, so it engulfed the sky like those mother ships in V over my head for a minute. That was fun. Oh, and I ate tuna. It’s fish day. Fishy Fishy.