It all started off as a great idea to hike into a back country lake. Mrs. Jager came up with the idea. We convinced Pops to go with us, for comic entertainment. The hike in was nice, we made good time and no one got hurt. At the lake some pictures were taken while Pops and I surveyed the situation. He came up with his plan on a fishing spot and I came up with mine. Meanwhile Mrs. Jager was taking pictures and smelling field flowers.
I put the rods together and set up a fishing spot. This was a special day for me because both rods were my grandpa's who had just passed and left them to me. I gave Mrs. Jager a rod with powerbait,something easy so I wouldn't have to fix her "thing-a-ma-jig" all the time. I set up with a spoon and began working the water. I carefully planned every cast, varied my retrieve speed and adjusted for depths. I noticed that Pops was doing the same thing I was, cheating I suppose. Then breaking the silence was Mrs. Jager with the words no one wants to hear. "I think I have a fish." Judging by the way she haphazardly cast'ed and wasn't even paying attention I deduced that there was no way that she had a fish. I told her that she was stuck on rocks and to stop bothering me.
I went back to carefully selecting a spot to cast to. Mrs. Jager was trying to real in her line to make another wild cast. I noticed something shine and realized she did have a fish. She gets all excited, hooting and hollering, offering to give me fishing lessons, all of which is standard fishing practice when someone catches the first fish. But completely inappropriate coming from her.
I took her fish off and mumbled something about bringing her. I put bait back on her "thing-a-ma-jig" and she made one of the ugliest casts I have ever seen.
As I went back to the analysis of my situation she did it again, "I think I have a fish." "Could it be" I thought to myself. Sure enough she had another one. This continued until Pops and I decided that a storm must be coming in so we would need to leave. Of course Mrs. Jager did not believe us, with the clear sky's and all.
It was a long quiet hike out, and of course I had to carry her fish all the way because she didn't wants to touch them.
