Saturday morning I got up early, dressed quietly, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential down pour. The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'

My loving wife of 20 yrs replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that crap?'


I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I have stopped fishing.

 

Nice!

 

 

LMAO Thats awsome!!!!

 

Thats a good one..

 

 

 

 

I must not have learned my lesson. On the road at 3am and limited the boat with Silvers. It was extremely foggy and we have freezing fog as well.

But when you boat 24 Coho before Noon, I can put up with a lot!

Dave

 

thats great, she must of thought you were Bobby