Gone Fishin’

Remember how easy it was for Tom (aka Mon@rch) to talk me into owl banding instead of housework?  (Click here for full story.)  Well, today, I was supposed to go hunting - for new jeans and some grown-up shoes to wear with skirts and dresses.  Yuck.  I hate shopping.

So when Terry suggested a walk in the gorge to go fishing, how could I resist?  Perhaps I’d see some different wildflowers?  Maybe I could try a few more shots with (the other) Terry’s 70-300mm lens?  (Ha ha… I carried that lens in my backpack all morning and never put it on the camera…)

I did see some flowers… which I have seen this season… but hadn’t had a chance to photograph.  There were LOTS of Painted Trillium, and only a few white (Large-flowered) and red (aka purple) ones.  The breeze stopped just long enough to get a fairly good closeup of a tiny little flower called Miterwort, too.  There were Wood Anemone, Hobblebush, and other small trees in flower, as well.

 

 

I pushed past my aversion to spiders to photograph this scary fellow.

But the main thing is, I went fishing!  Here I am with my proud first catch:

I had to throw that one back, because it was kinda little.  Later, though, I caught a much larger one which I’m about to try to cook up for supper.

When I was little, I used to fish off the end of a dock in Chautauqua Lake all the time.  We would catch perch and sunfish.  This was my first time fishing for trout in a stream.  I loved it.

Aren’t I lucky to have such great friends who distract me from the yucky things in life?  Housework, shopping - ewww!  Owl-banding, fishing - Yeah!

Post-dinner update:  Oh my god, was that ever tasty!

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