The land of the wind and rain and snow, isn’t that the lyric? I’m unsure.
Foiled by rain
On the tail end of a busy month, I planned to take my dad fishing. He’s increasingly less mobile, and there’s always that sense that the time is nigh. So I ordered up a boat and guide, ordered up tackle and bait, got restaurant and flights sorted out, everything but the weather. I do tend to forget one thing, and this time it was an order for fishing weather.
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Me and Pa Wetzel
We spent time indoors looking at sheets of rain falling, pounding the windows. We watched as one or two brave souls tried to fish only to have a crack of lightening drive their wet selves back inside. Then it cleared. Hit the coffee shop in Corpus Christi, did a few errands, ended up on the dock, pitching bait into the wind. Got an exciting Gafftop (catfish), which was the biggest catch for me, for the weekend.