The Latest Propaganda

I have been getting requests from a certain knock kneed golfer for a new propaganda sheet, so here it is, in all it's glory. We have had about 3 fishing outings over the past few weeks. The first one was just Andrea and I on an evening fishing excursion after work. We saw this fishing guide using "poppers" on TV, not to be confused with "poopers" (that would be Andrea) and we decided we wanted to give them a try. Anyway, poppers are basically floats on a straight piece of wire with beads on it. You suspend your bait underneath the popper and ever so often yank up on the line to create a popping sound. I think it's supposed to simulate the sound of a big fish feeding on a little fish. For someone who is accustomed to being quiet when they fish, it seems to create a lot of ruckus but the Trout seem to like it........A lot.





We caught quite a few good sized trout, with Andrea taking the prize for the most caught, she was a poppin' fool out there!! I caught a few too many Catfish, I hate those things. The highlight of that trip was the 2 foot Bonnet Head Shark that I caught. It is becoming ever more apparent to me that Andrea is trying to kill me or at the very least maim me so I won't be able to out fish her. She insists on getting a picture of the shark, well that's fine. I'm holding it out over the side of the boat and she's yelling, "Keeum, bring it closer to you, it ain't gonna hurt ya, just hold it up by the belly" She must not remember that I watched Shark Week on the Discovery Channel or that I am OCD about the thought of getting a cut on my hand, much less LOSING A FINGER!!! God help me!



Our second outing was on a Friday afternoon with my Dad. He called me at work and told me to grab Andrea and meet him at the boat ramp. He was goin' Snook fishing. He had made some chum and was heading out to catch some Pin Fish. Oh yeah!!



Sadly, this story ends without a lot of action. I caught two Snook and a Jack and my dad and Andrea caught well.........Nothing. I kept telling them how bad I felt that they didn't catch anything but I don't think they really appreciated my repeated apologies. Hey, what can I say? Sometimes the jerk's just on the wrong end of the line. LOL In all fairness, I must say that the first Snook I caught, I didn't actually land so technically it doesn't count but since I'm writing the blog......:)

Outing number three was a day on the water with good friends. Our friends Donna and Zelma were in town from North Carolina. We promised to take them fishing. The day was overcast and a little bit windy but it wasn't hot and we were all thankful for that.

Donna and I fished, Andrea kept the poles rigged and Zelma was our cheerleader!! Donna out fished me big time. She caught a blow fish and a good sized Mangrove Snapper. About mid way though the trip I dropped my bottle of sprite on Zelma's foot then picked it up and opened it and it sprayed all over her. Nothing like good ole' southern hospitality!! It's a good thing they weren't paying for a guided fishing trip, I would certainly have to refund their money after that!! Sorry Zelma!

We certainly weren't hauling in the fish but we laughed a lot and laughing is good!! Laughter is a funny thing, well literally it is, but I have found that you have to be careful because if you laugh too much too often then people start to think you're high on something. Donna............;) It really is possible to be high on life, really!

We made two long trips out to Caspersen Beach to hunt for sharks teeth and we found a ton of them and had a lot of fun. Again, a lot of laughing and a lot of driving. I hope you all enjoy the pictures from our adventures. Holla back ya'll!!