Adventure Location: Hwy 361, Texas
2000 hours came before the OFM Teams made it back to the Castle tonight. The day has been fairly busy. The Truck has a new fuel filter and serpentine belt. An oil and lube should happen tomorrow. Then the Teams will be ready to meander without worry. As if we worry much anyway.
The OFM was thinking about the spot where the Lizard Fish was caught and how it looks like a good place for eating type fish to travel to and from the marsh areas. On top of that the bridge should provide some much needed shade. It has been hitting the low 90’s the last two days.
The Truck got into the parking lot safely and the OFM’s feet took over from there. The Fishing Team gathered itself together and strode confidently toward the designated hot spot. It is about three hundred meters to the shade of the bridge from the parking lot.
As the Team strode along the high elevation part of the area (3 feet) another person was noticed taking the low road. In fact it was so low he was walking in the water. We both got to the shade about the same time. He turned out to be another old fellow and was very friendly. He also had no fear of sea critters harming him as he waded while fishing. At one point all that was visible was his head. The OFM is too much of a wimp for that style of wading.
The OFM Fishing Team stayed on the mud bank and thrashed the water heavily for a long time. Every type of lure in the box was given a serious tryout. Nothing worked at all. The other fellow had the same luck. He told me he usually catches a fish or two there in the evening.
TheOFM found a broken lawn chair to hold the camera so he could be in a picture for a change.
When the sun was low enough and the mosquitos started to swarm, the OFMFT headed back for the Truck. However the OFM had to stop and take this nice picture of the marsh and water. For some reason that fool thinks this is pretty.
We were running late enough that the OFM decided that a chicken sandwich from Whataburger would be in order. He did not feel like cooking this late into starvation.
When you need to go the hamburger place to eat supper because you are running so late from fishing, it means you have done a good job of trying to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.