Daddy and I had planned to go fishing after church on Sunday. weather man saturday saying 10-15…diminishing in the late afternoon. Woke up to see the windwhipping through the trees at our house…not a good sign…but headed “Home” anyway. Donnie and Roo were going to go with us, but the wind and cold quickly had donnie saying he thought he would just stay with mom and let Daddy and I spend some Quality time together:wink:. Ramp was deserted except for one truck and trailer…and the wind hit us square in the face…you know…the kind that will take your hat off. We were determined to give it a try…and try we did. We went to as many places as we could to try to hide from the north east-er that keot throwing our lines back at us as if in a game of catch…and no matter how i put the anchor or how much rope I let out the wind would send us "sailin’ " as daddy says. We never got a bite…nope…na-da…not even a crab and we threw grubs,plugs and tried cut bait and shrimp. We did catcha few hangs…and a oyster shell or two… but you know what…we still had a blast. There is no such thing as wasted time on the water…and time with daddy to me is a treasure. We saw a huge mink that was way to fast for me and my camera…and then spotted something that was strange. Daddy told me to pull the anchor so we could go check it out and it turned out to be white pelicans! so pretty! you never even see the black on their wings as they sit on the water! We “marked time” for three hours then headed back home to roast some oysters and eat some homemade fish stew mom made for us. A great way to end a fishing…but not catching trip…that was still a lot of fun. Felt esp. good to get by the fires I built!
Your stories always make me smile, Penny:smiley:. I didn’t get the chance to speak to you at the oyster roast but wish I had. My little girl wanted to go to the playground and then my wife was ready to go shortly thereafter. I think next year I’ll have to come alone so I can actually do what I intended to do, which was to meet some of you guys (and girls) on this site.
Anyway, thanks for the great report, these always make my day.
Nice report. Looks like some really good quality time. That’s something that I appreciate more and more the older I get, especially time with my dad. Sometimes those kind of trips turn into more adventure than fishing.
Those white pelicans are really cool. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one here in the Lowcountry. I’m gonna keep my eyes peeled next time I’m out.
Thanks again for the report and all the pictures. Your reports are the best!
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Thanks again for letting us into your life!! As always I look at everything and sigh…which is about all I can do over in the middle of Indiana right now.
wonderful read as usual penny…second pic of your dad is priceless! love it, its always good to hear from those that love the water as much as you. Thanks for sharing
I saw white pelicans not far from there in the south end of Bulls Bay two years ago in winter. Nice to see more out there. I have read that we now have winter populations of white pelicans in the ACE basin and Cape Romain.
i apologize penny. woodstorks have a blackish beak, they certainly are white pelicans and what great pictures. not an ornithologist i guess. sorry. jan
Penny…You and your Dad are true “Old Salts”. Putting in with a NE wind in your face at the end of Jan. is an act of pure determination. When there is no place to hide, it’s a comfort to know what’s waiting on you back at the house. Some salty oysters, a nice hot fire and some spicy fish stew that makes your nose run will make you stomp your feet and wonder what the “poor folks” are up to. Your camera gets us out there with you…thanks for the effort.
Not only do you have to write a book, you have a gallery of pictures there that would make any salt homesick for the water.
VERY interesting and indeed a comfort sitting inside on a cold day for us who are not as brave as you and "daddy"..........good on 'ya Pen as usual!!!!!!!!!!!
