So, Joe is out of town for work. It is just a quick overnight trip to San Angelo, TX. It is actually close enough to drive there instead of having to hassle with catching a flight.
Joe has been itching to fish ever since he went in Utah with his brother Jon and his Dad. Knowing that he would have his evening free while out of town, he decided to look into fishing around San Angelo. While doing research online about fishing in that area he ran onto this http://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=16499 (really, take the time and read it). I think he has decided to not fish in that area, or so I thought. This morning when he was leaving I saw him put the tackle box and poles in the car.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
To Fish Or Not To Fish?
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That IS the question...:)
Is he back yet? Is he ok? I'm worried for his safety since we saw maybe that same Bigfoot back when I was visiting him here in Provo, UT. It was when I came for BYU Football camp. I think I was 14. We went up in the mountains up to a lake (I forget which lake) and on our way back home we were caught in the middle of a lightning storm. We decided to stop and watch it when suddenly a 9 foot tall dark figure started coming towards us. Granted I was only 14 but Joe was pretty scared too which made me even more scared. I know didn't really do justice to that story and I'm sure you've heard it a million times Liz. Maybe Joe can use his story telling skillz if anyone wants to hear the whole story. I always thought that people that believed in Bigfoot were crazy until I had an encounter myself. Hahaha ok I don't know exactly what that dark figure was. Maybe it was a bear. A bear! How did he get there? But maybe it was Bigfoot. Since Joe, Dad, and I went fishing at Strawberry I've been "hooked" I've already gone three times in the last two weeks at Deer Creek Resevoir. Today I caught a beautiful 18" largemouth bass. I wish I had something to take him home so we could fry him up. I'm sure Ashley is glad that I didn't bring him home. Then again maybe the bass was a her. We miss all of you guys! Take care
I can't believe he is going to San Angelo! It was our hometown while in TX...and knowing the area like we do, Joe should definitely watch out for "the stalker"
He is not back yet, and he did go fishing past dark last night. I talked to him just as he was finishing up. He did not go where the sighting was though. My thought is "the stalker" probably doesn't just hang out in one place.
Jenn, I forgot that you guys were in San Angelo. Joe says it is a pretty cool little town. Maybe I will tag along with him next time he goes.
Yes, good times here in San Angelo, indeed. I am just about to hit the road back to SA-town. Fishing last night was great. Only caught one smallmouth bass, but between the wildlife, beautiful sunset, and perfect temperature, it was a fun night. I fished until about 9:30 last night and was mildly freaked out, even though I was at a lake with no major bigfoot habitat. Liz can tell you how my imagination easily gets the better of me--I think it goes back to my childhood when my Dad scared me to death roughly 7,000 times. I got up with the sun today as well and went back for an hour or so. Caught the same smallie right where I put him back (seriously, wouldn't he have learned the first time?). There was a 0% chance of me fishing the river after reading the bigfoot story since the story Jon mentioned IS TOTALLY 100% TRUE. Between the terrain, the total pitch darkness, the rain, the lightning and thunder, and realizing that our only refuge was a 30+ year old VW bug, it was definitely an experience I won't forget. It was Payson Lake and we originally went up there to try to catch some salamanders so we could sell them to the pet store (I was very poor in college). Good job on the big bass Jonny - you finally figured out what they want to bite?
Oh really we were going to sell the salamanders? I thought we were just looking for some. Maybe that was part of your plan for me to not know hahahaha. Sounds like it was fun to just go and not get completely skunked. I think I've been caught up too much in catching the BIG one! Saaass a BIiiiiig One! Anyways, the scenery all around Deer Creek is beautiful especially when its really quiet and the sun is rising. Driving through the canyon is my favorite too. Its been a treat to see the Heber Creeper each time I drive through steaming up the canyon. I do still get a little frustrated because while I'm there in the morning all of the big bass are jumping everywhere right in front of me. I caught the big bass the otehr day aroud 10:30am so really early in the morning I don't have much luck. I did catch about 6 medium and small smallmouths. I think I might finally post on the fishing forum. Maybe the spot I'm going to is fished so much the fish are just really picky. There aren't any fish dumb enough like yours that you caught twice! But I caught the big one on a panther martin lure that a guy on the forum mentioned. Anyway, I think I might invest in some fly gear since that seems to be a lot better but I'm not sure yet. I guess I don't have enough patience to scout out the whole lake and try every different kind of lure/bait.
I think I need to say a few words in my own defense,lest readers get the wrong impression...My statistics show that it was definitely many fewer times than stated, that Joe was scared "to death" as a little boy. I think CLEARLY no more than 5,500...tops. Well within internationally-accepted fathering guidelines. And, secondly, might it be a bit of an "exaggeration" to say that he was scared 'to death'...definitely!
Which relates to the famous Payson Lakes bigfoot story, one which was debunked immediately after they returned home. Everyone knows that bigfoot lives in the Northwest (or the Himalayas for his cousin, Yeti) and it is way too far from the Cascades to the Wasatch even for a guy with a big foot (heh heh) to migrate to. So the bottom line is simply that their imagination went a little crazy back during Joe's college days and Jon's teenage years, and even though he writes it in bold type, that does little to help convince the discerning reader of the truth of yet another brotherly flight of fancy.....
Um, excuse me? Does the following scenario ring a bell at all?
Scene 1--Kewish kitchen at 815 S. Chantilly
Dad: Hey Joey, take the trash out.
Me: (scared already) Um, like, I'll take it out tomorrow when it's light.
Dad: No, take it out now.
Me: (very nervously) Um, like, um, okay.
(sound of Dad running through the dining room to the back of the house and opening the sliding glass door to run around the side of the house, probably laughing to himself with a crazy smile on his face, while poor Joey is struggling carrying the very heavy bag of trash out the front door to the trash area on the side of the house)
Scene 2--Very scary trash area on the side of the Kewish house at 815 S. Chantilly
(crrreeeeaaaaakk--Joey cautiously opens the door to the trash area after peeking through the slot in the gate to make sure no monsters are inside)
--Joey hears a rustle at the back of the trash area and his heart starts beating even faster, which he didn't think was possible
(sound of Joey struggling with the stupid trash can lids that never fit correctly since we owned the ACTUAL garbage cans that they used for Oscar the Grouch on Sesame Street in the 70's)
(sound of more rustling at the back of the trash area, then a sudden loud CREAK and CRASH as Dad jumps into the trash area from the back gate and Joey's body literally freaks out)
Dad: BRREEEEAAAAOOOOOOUUUUUGHHH!!!!
Joey: AAAAIIIYYEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(sound of the large bag of trash being dropped to the ground and trash goes everywhere while Joey runs out of the garbage area, across the asphalt driveway that was probably recently recoated by Joey all by himself that was probably a "chore" he had to do the previous Saturday in order to earn his dinner. Also, Joey is crying and yelling and has probably wet his pants)
Scene 3--Kewish kitchen at 815 S. Chantilly
Joey: (sobbing) Mooooommmmmmmmmm
Dad: (walking in the front door) HAR HAR HAR HO HO HO HEE HEE HAR HAR
Mom: TSK! DaaaAAAAaaaadd!
And...CUT!
Since that played out roughly once a week for my whole childhood, I would be surprised if you didn't remember.
Yes, I must admit that the whole Payson Lake Bigfoot account is illogical, but that's what makes it so crazy!
And I must confess--I originally had the diabolical idea that I would scare Jon (again, I wonder where THAT idea came from...) by pretending to see something very scary, BUT THEN I ACTUALLY DID!!! Serves me right I guess, and I vowed to never scare other family members again, lest I be eaten by a monster.
It is only now as a father that I've been able to throw caution to the wind and scare the bejeezus out of my own boys, and MAN it is fun! As they say, the apple never falls far from the tree, right?
Joe...you forgot in scene I:
Right as you go OUT the door, Dad says, "And, watch out for the trash monster...." And, Mom says, "DAD! STOP-IT!" Then, he quickly exits via the back door to the trash area.
Funny, Dad and I were reading this and laughing so hard. But, in those days, I definitely DID NOT think it was funny. But since you turned out real good...I guess it can be funny now.
Okay, I am crying right now from laughing so hard!! And Dave is looking at me and thinking our family is crazy. Nothing new.
I have to say though, I always thought that it was "the boogeyman" that Dad warned you about as you were about to take the trash out. I also remember hearing Dad's yell and your (girly) scream from inside the house. "Zoom, zoom!"
And could it be possible that you were even more scared the time you had to hide out in the trash area after throwing mud balls at the neighbor's house?
I was just laughing so hard at your well-descripted, scripted scenes of Dad scaring you so bad that I looked Asian. You know when I laugh so hard and I can't breathe? I made the mistake of reading it out loud to Ashley too so I couldn't get through it easily. Dad never stopped his scaring ways as he would be outside my window just standing there when I would be in my room and remember my room was in the front so I already had nightmares that someone would spy on me. I would turn around when I got that feeling like someone was looking at me and then proceed to get so scared I would sometimes stagger back and fall to the ground. Of course, not as bad as a stagger and fall backwards to the ground as when you scared James from his closet. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was one of the best scares I've ever seen. I scare Ashley all the time around the house. She's pretty jumpy so its easy but I guess its just a Kewish thing. Watch out Jon/Ash offspring >:)
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