It's 6:49 in the morning. I woke up about 30 minutes ago, just in time to say goodbye to B and Duck as they headed off to B's version of Waldon Pond to go fishing. With a cooler in the front seat, a John boat tethered to the rack on the top of the truck, 6 fishing poles, a hiking backpack converted into a tackle box (for hiking, you know,) 6 cans of Coke, 1 thermos of coffee, they headed off to the gas station to pick up the most important part - chocolate doughnuts and bottled water. B has been looking forward to this for days. An avid bass angler, be didn't even take his scum frogs. Nope, today he packed live bait - red wigglers and night crawlers - and bobbers and they are going fishing for blue gill (perch.) Apparently, these blue gill in this pond are huge and so plentiful that they darn near jump into your boat on their own. Duck is gonna have a blast!
Tonight is Stealth's turn.
Sometimes I think that the best father I have ever seen is the one that I married.
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