I got up, ate a breakfast of Special K and Lucky Charms. The Special K is to make me feel like I'm eating healthy, and the Lucky Charms are to make me feel like a kid again... just kidding, Lucky Charms are just so good. I worked out, again starting with DDR and the moving on to a shoulder and arm routine. It felt great.
I did the dishes and then showered. It poured all day today, so Duane came home and was out on the deck most of the afternoon. I worked on a cross stitching project after lunch. I'm pretty excited about it. I'm about half way done it now. I'm not going to tell you guys what it is because with Christmas pretty much around the corner, you never know what will happen.
My day's don't really consist of much, but I'm loving this time. I am doing what I want to do and enjoying it to the fullest. I am much happier now that I'm living this way. I'm blessed to be able to be at home. I'm haven't been bored yet and I don't plan on getting to that point. I have lots planned for myself for the next few months, until Christmas at least. Don't you worry about me! I'll be just fine.
I made a supper of back strap with mashed potatoes. Another successful meal, with nothing getting burnt, followed the recipe to a tee. It turned out so good. That cut of deer is just so tasty it makes my mouth water just remembering it.
The guys went down to the ferry to do some fishing. Tyler and Duane caught a ton of fish last night, and now Duane is on the same mission as Tyler is - To catch the large, to catch the elusive salmon. And this is where I hand the computer over to Tyler to regale his tale of blood, sweat, time and even a few tears... well, maybe not shed tears, but there is some sadness in what you are about to read. Grab your tissues, some ones about to turn on the waterworks----
Son
Well here's hoping I can live up to the epic intro that Sonja has wrote for me.
It all started after supper Uncle Duane and I drove up to the ferry bay to do some fishing. After he caught over 75 rockfish throughout the day it was time to pursue something a little more sporting. We were fishing for salmon. The ferry bay is were one of the creeks meets that the salmon have been swimming up for the last couple of weeks. So we figured that our odds of catching something were pretty good. I was just excited to be testing out all of the new lures I got. So we staked out our desired fishing spots and started fishing. I casted out and reeled it in and got nothing but weeds. I regrouped and recast and started reeling. I got the hook about half way in when I felt a tug. I brushed it off as another weed and continued reeling. I thought it was a weed as the hook I was using likes to dive and scrape the bottom. But this weed fought back and took my line out with it. So I fought back this time and the battle was on. I reeled and played around with this fish for a few minutes before getting serious and actually bringing him in. This guy put up the best fight of any fish I have ever caught. It was so much fun. I got him in, took the hook out and discovered he was a monster. We took some pictures of my prized salmon and enjoyed the moment. Its a good feeling to catch one by hand in a creek, like a bear, but its just as good to catch it in the water with a hook and fight it in. So the pressure for uncle Duane was on. He wanted one now to go with the rock fish he decided to keep today. So we continued fishing. It rained and we kept fishing. The fish we so thick in the bay with the tide going out that we ended up snagging a lot more fish. This was because of the concentration of the fish in the water. We managed to get another three salmon in but because they were snagged and it wasn't fair to keep them. After the tide went most of the way out and we snagged another fish we decided it was time to pack it in and clean the monster I caught. We forgot to bring a bag of any kind to put it in so we ended up wrapping it up in a shirt to keep the slime off of the car. We came back and Sonja was stitching on the couch. I walked in with this jumbo chum and she was in shock. I got it onto the deck and Sonja got the camera and took a few more pictures. I measured my dream catch and he was 34 inches long or 84 cm. So pretty big. Based on that length he was somewhere between 16 and 30 lbs, likely closer to the 30 lb mark. We cleaned our catch, uncle Duane cleaned his rock fish and I cleaned my salmon. I used my newly acquired cleaning skills and had it done in no time. Cut it up into steaks and threw him in the freezer. So that is the exciting evening I had today. However on a sadder note, I awoke this morning to find that Pinchy had passed sometime in the night. Sadly it was probably pretty slow as it could have been the warm water being in the house and not the freezing cold ocean. We have now learned that empty pickle jars make bad crabitats.
Our plans for tomorrow is more fishing, after a callback tomorrow morning. Uncle Duane needs his salmon now.
Thats all for tonight. I will put pictures of the catch up shortly.
Tyler
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