City of Aransas Pass, Texas

11/18/10

Howdy Folks

Comfort Castle Location: Rockport, Texas
Adventure Location: Port Aransas, Texas

After a cold morning hiding in the warmth of the Castle, an adventure trip over to Port Aransas enlivened the afternoon. As the Team waited for the ferry to leave the dock, some seagulls landed on the mooring dolphin next to us. See if you can tell which one is most likely related to the OFM.

First stop of the PA area was at the Station St. pier. The winter Texans are pouring into the area and several groups were here to see the sights. It is funny to see the first timers trying to gently sidle up to a pelican to take a picture. In a couple of months the same person will know that you can walk up to about four feet from the bird before it flies off.

This group had not gotten into the Texas friendly mode yet. In a couple of weeks they will do better. My HOWDY FOLKS was pretty well ignored. The winter Texans that are returnees will jump right in to visit. The new ones run around like they are afraid someone might talk to them. It takes a little time and we get them broken in to being friendly everywhere.

Next on the adventure was the beach where the jetty intersects the land from seaward. A small car had tried to drive over some fluffy sand and ended up settling in for a nap. Two big guys were trying to push it out of the sand as the driver revved up the engine so the tires could dig deeper into the sand.

The Truck was not paying attention to its route and suddenly started crow hopping the rear tires and came to a stop. A push on the 4 wheel high button brought us on out of trouble. By now two more vehicles had stopped to help the stuck car so the Truck was not volunteered to help. The Truck does not carry a chain or tow strap and most small cars have no location to tie onto them in the rear to pull them out of trouble anyway. There were five good sized fellows who pushed the car free in quick order.

The Team parked at the base of the jetty and my feet started out walk to the end. Shortly the path got to be pretty uneven as you can see.

The bad news is that my left knee decided that it was going to be ornery and put a halt to the full trek. The good news is that my resting spot put me near a couple of nice folks to talk to. Even better the fellow closest caught a fish brand that was unfamiliar to me. It was a bluefish with mean looking teeth. After it was unhooked and tossed back into the water, the catcher told me lots of them were in the area right now. Tomorrow is back to the jetty time for me, when it warms up that is.

This afternoon the breeze had a chill to it out on the jetty, but the sun was warm. So it you were behind the rocks out of the wind it was really nice as this fellow shows evidence.

My jacket had to come off after a few minutes out of the wind and in the sun. It seems to me that that fellow must still have his “north” blood in him because it was not quite that warm to me. The water was beautiful and lots of folks were catching fish. One fellow that was walking back in from the end of the jetty told me he only caught two fish today. Both of them were bull redfish measuring around 32 inches. Both were returned to the water to continue producing more redfish of better eating size.

A run up to the local “we have everything you need” fishing tackle store, Tackle Town, to get a couple of light wire leaders for tomorrow was successful. Now the Team is wired for trying to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.

4 comments:

  1. Back when I spent vacations on the Outer Banks serf fishing, I caught an over 18 pound bluefish. And, at the time, the world record was a little over 20 pounds. Of course now it is 31 pounds 12 ounces. I like the taste of bluefish, also.

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  2. Good luck and I hope you catch some really good ones.

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  3. One of my greatest memories of traveling to many places was engaging the locals in conversation. You learn so much more.
    Nita

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  4. Some people just dont want to be bothered, they want to be left alone, in peace, in quiet.

    Other people, they seem to have a pathological need for jibber-jabber. Loneliness is a four letter word. They go crazy until they can find someone to talk to!?
    They just love the sound of their own voice so much, that silence to them is deafenning?

    Everybody is different.

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