Out-Fishing Barb Once Again!

2:46 Am. Or at least that is my guess. It’s a game I play with myself throughout the day and too often at night. I am trying to resist looking at the clock and hope to fall back asleep but it isn’t working. 15 minutes or so later I guess 3:03 am and pick up my IPad push the button. 3:08. I can usually guess within 5 minutes or so and this time I was right within that mark. I know it is stupid but it is the way my mind works sometimes. Well I am up now….may as well see what is going on in the world….

Forrest, Somer, Barb and I had gone out the night before. Lily was at a sleep over so we had the night to ourselves and thought it would be a good idea to go out and medicate my elbow. Well, I think I over medicated it which is why I was up in the middle of the night. 
We went to The Pikey  in downtown Klamath. Great burgers and beer. Barb found a new one she liked in the "Man-Go Fluff Yourself" Mango Milkshake IPA (hey, I can't help it, that is really what it is called!). It comes from the River Bend Brewery Company out of Bend Oregon. 

The bar had a live band which we listened to while playing pool. At Somer's suggestion we played for the dinner and bar tab. Little did Barb and I realize that Somer was a pool shark and we had been hustled! She must have felt bad for us as when we were not looking she paid all our tabs! We got back home after 10:00 which for those of you who know us is an extremely late night!

The week was filled with a mixture of working on the house project, shooting my bow and fishing. Yes, we went fishing! We fished the famous Williamson River. For those of you unfamiliar with it, the Williamson is known for their world-class sized rainbow trout. 

I wish I could tell you the picture above was a picture of me with one such trout but truth be told it is a picture some random guy on the internet who most closely resembled me. I mean this guy is the spitting image of me if you were to take off 30#’s and maybe 20 years…

Oh, I caught fish but they would fit in the palm of my hand. Had I used the two hand method shown above all you would have seen was my hands as the fish would have been completely covered up. Well at least I caught fish, as did Forrest. Barb on the other hand got skunked. Zero, zilch, nada, no fish for Barbie. Yet another example of how I out fished my wife like 6 or 8 to 0. Chalk one up for the superior fisherMAN!

Headed down the river!

 We tried both fly-fishing and spinner fishing and found that fly-fishing out of a kayak is quite challenging. We caught fish both methods but could only fly-fish where it was shallow enough to get out of the kayaks and cast. 

Forrest with a nice Rainbow

In the bow shooting department I have it all dialed in out to 60 yards and am ready for the moose hunt assuming they open the border in a few weeks and assuming everything goes well throughout the summer and I get to go. Forrest and I play a friendly competition when we shoot. We each pull a dollar out of our wallets, fold it so only George’s head is visible and pin it to the target.

We then step back to 40 yards and try to hit George between the eyes. I am at Forrest’s dollar while Forrest aims at mine. We alternate shooting arrows and whoever hits the bills wins. On my 4^th arrow “wack” I put George out of his misery. One dollar in my pocket! Now I need to try to reclaim my dollar and two arrows later a second George finds its way into my pocket. I asked Forrest if he wants to see if we can assassinate any Lincolns or perhaps Franklins he has in his wallet? Chalk one up for the superior archerDAD! 

Thanks for the money Bud!

Our remodeling project is going well. I have most of my work done, now Barb and Somer move on to painting. Another week or so and we should have it wrapped up. 

Barb has introduced Lily to geocaching. Those two have been on a couple outings and have found numerous geocaches. One day they ended up at McDonald’s, another day at Baskin Robbins where they did not find any geocaches but did find a couple of sweet treats.

Lily with a geocache

Barb’s highlight of the week (literally) was that she was able to go get her hair cut and highlighted. It had been almost 11 months since her last one. She had 4”s or so taken off. I made the mistake of looking at our credit card statement and got a shock. Who knew that stylists charged like $50/inch! 

That pretty well sums of the week. The temps finally cooled down into the bearable range in fact the nights are awesome getting down into the 40’s! 

Hey... This is Barb and the editor of the blog. Jim is full of it! I did not even go fishing with them that day! I would have totally out-fished him!