All in good fun, and there was an older gent at my table who I learned a few tricks from, worth the price of admission. My friend Bill, who I met there, seemed to be up a couple hundred when I left, so it wasn't a total losing day for Brighton teachers.
On Saturday, I did something I haven't done in quite some time -- I got my fishing gear together and drove down to Hemlock and Canadice Lakes in the late afternoon/early evening. Decided to see if I could hook a few nice smallmouths. In the end, no real luck -- I had 3 nice hits, and I also had a small (8", maybe) bass spit the hook out just as I was getting him into shore -- but it was a beautiful time.
Solitude. No other people save for a couple kayakers who were soon gone. I realized then how much I miss communing with nature. I need to get my life back on track, as I don't get out of town enough. And I live in an area that is a nature lover's dream.
Oh well, gotta work (at school) Tuesday and Wednesday, then do more house work, then some Cheyenne training, but I gotta fit in some nature time, too. If only Cheyenne listened better, I could take her too -- which is an ultimate goal.
