Fishing With My Dawgs
I love fishing with my best friend Cash. He is my little bros dog, but since he went on a two year vaction. I have taken over the role of master. He is the perfect fishing partner no matter if I’m happy, mad or sad, he is always at my side to give support or that look of “how the heck did you miss that one?” No matter why they created the saying “mans best friend”.
Only If I Could Teach Him How To Net???
Last weekend was a great one, I was able to spend a couple days in a great place with some of my best friends and 
Dawgs. Cash, Chubbs and I arrived to our destination late Friday night after work. After some fishing talk and BS’ing with a couple older gentlemen who were just getting ready to leave after a long hard day on the water. We lanched the boat and headed into the darkness.
Not hearing much excitement from our older friends we were greatly surprised went our first cast produced a fish on and off within seconds. The rest of the night was just as we hoped and as we crawled into our sleeping bags at 2 am we were ancoiusly awaiting what the next morning had instore. In fact it was one of the longest 3 hrs periods of my life, the air mattress went flat within 30 mins and with a couple Amps in my system I decided to wait it out looking at the stars. As the sun slowly arose in the canyon we were greeted by one of natures most beautiful sunrises I have ever witnessed.
Just like earlier that day we instanly started to figure out these weary fish and as luck would have it we not only had a beautiful rainless summer day, but we were also able to catch a couple fish in the process.
Even though it was just nice to be out with friends…and make a few along the way. (Our new WI & NC buddies from the DNR )
Playin a little Frisbee with Cash…I wish I could love something so much…oh wait I do
