That’s an old joke. They call it fishing, they don’t call it catching. And that’s what they tried to do today. It took a while to get things together for today’s fishing expedition. First, trying to get fishing licenses after the women at the gas station, the only place in town to get a license, said she couldn’t help them until 2:00. Then trying to purchase the license online which was challenging for some and not so challenging for others. Ok now, licenses in hand, gear packed, chairs loaded, and let’s not forget lunch.
They set off for Baker Lake where the cutthroat trout are plentiful. It was a 17-mile drive through lots of beautiful trees. Only once they got to that lake there was no access and no place to park. Next, they drove another 13 miles in the opposite direction to check out Vogler Lake. Only to find out that that one was a catch and release only lake. Why bother! Back in the car for another 11-mile drive to Shannon Lake outside of the town of Concrete. Then there was an 8-mile drive on a one lane gravel road to find the beautiful lake with Mt. Baker in the background. Unfortunately, this lake was not accessible without climbing down a rocky path.
Once they carried all the stuff down the steep embankment to the rocky shore they started fishing. Hours later, still no fish. The only bite all day was a mosquito on Warren’s face.
So, tonight it’s steak and potatoes for dinner! The cocktail is a Pineapple Martini.
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