The speed bumps of life can be so overwhelming and even knock us off coarse at times. When it rains, it pours. Racing thoughts fill your mind with how am I going to fix that, where am I going to get the time, and blah blah blah. You know the rest. When I find myself congested with a negative vibe I know just what to do. Instead of letting this nasty funk grow I put a lid on it by spending an evening in heaven.
I've never been one to sugar coat things so I'll say it like I think it, life can just plain old suck at times. It seems like when one thing breaks three more things follow. Why is that anyway? I was on my way northbound when it all began for me. I found myself sitting on the side of the freeway just south of the Twin Cities in a vehicle that just wouldn't go anymore. Yep, that's as far as I made it. Without sounding like a sob story we all have heard, I'll just say the rest of my weekend followed that very same road.
To make matters even better, that's right I said better, the unmistakable thump of a billy bass engulfingmy jig. Shortly after my home run hook set a small fish was released and I was back at it. Further down the bank, wouldn't you know it, it happened again. This fish was even shorter, but who cares! I don't know if the leaves where floating by me or if I was floating by them, but the evening was one of the most beautiful I have seen in some time. Wait a minute, my line is swimming off the the side. Batter up! My rod doubled over and big Bertha surfaced. With the fish in the boat and the camera clicking away my outlook had been once again cleaned by mother earth. The setting sun made this fish glow as if it were dusted in gold, which was one of my best all time bass, only a handful of ounces short of 7 pounds!