So fishin' season has started. My Dad has a small 14 ft aluminum fishing boat and we headed out to Jenny Wiley lake yesterday. Dad's 79 now and I really like spending time with him when I can. It was a good day. We were fishing for catfish and for 4 hours effort, it was a fair haul (for us).
Interesting thing...I caught 5 of the 7 total and I had caught all 5 from my end of the boat. We were tied off against a bank, anchor on the aft end and roped to an overhanging branch on the bow. After I pulled my fifth one in (Dad hadn't caught any so far), the anchor suffered a "malfunction" and let the boat swing around until it was facing a different direction and putting Dad where I had been fishing.
Keep in mind, the anchor was at Dad's end...
After that, I didn't catch any more and he caught the next 2... I pointed out how strange it was for an anchor to "malfunction" and he commented that there are a lot of unsolved mysteries in the universe.
PS My Dad's name is "Ron" as well. So...him and Mom call me "Ronnie". It's not my name, it's officially (on the birth certificate) "Ronald J. Hall". But to keep both of us from answering they use "Ron" for Dad and "Ronnie" for me.
PSS So now let's see how much "fun" JP has with this... :)