I am not exaggerating. Worst work week ever of my career. I triple checked my retirement numbers even. I was this close to reacting to my surroundings by removing myself from the situation. I love solving engineering construction problems. People problems go against my very nature.

I rallied and loaded my kayak and gear last night. In my distraction, I left packing zero food. Oh-o. I checked. I at least had water. I wouldn’t die 😀

I pulled up to my secret lake in the dark. Pit toilets were still locked from the off season. O no. I got this. Hahaha.

Anyways the wind came up fast, but I whispered to whomever was listening. Please keep me safe, and maybe two fish? I chuckled and eased out into the semi turbulent muddy lake. Two fish! Let’s do this.

I got my two fish. One shallow and one deep. A 4.5 and one I tried to will into a 5. It was just an ice cube short. So fun and therapeutic. I hooked a few hard slamming pike-minnow and realized waves were capped w white and I got the occasional slap of water into my kayak.

The last straw was my stomach growling.

Two fish. And I’m so happy and grateful. I love March.

Engineering construction? I'm a project manager. I know your pain. Nice bass!