When it’s cold, the best time to go to the lake is in the early morning before the wind kicks up. After a pancake breakfast we bundled up and went to go see what we could see. While we were there the sun slowly peeked out . Clouds drifted and as the day wore on it got brighter and brighter. Our spirits brightened with the day and soon it seemed like maybe our week at the lake wasn’t going to be so bad after all.
We fished some and then we decided it was warm enough to take a canoe ride. It was a bit awkward at first getting used to the life jackets. When you’re wearing one it feels like your mobility has been halved. It’s like you have this giant styrofoam box around your neck, probably not unlike what dogs feel like when they have to wear the cone of shame.
Things got so much better after that. We caught some fish! Bug relaxed. All was well with the world.
It was a great day. I sort of get it now about the fishing thing. It’s boring, not a lot going on but you feel perfectly relaxed and content. There’s nothing to do and nothing you can do but just sit there on the water and zone out on how beautiful everything is. Of course this was only our first day of fishing. I had no idea that everyday would be all about fishing.