I am preparing for my first guided ice fishing trip of the year and making the rounds of the local ponds that I like to fish in. I am checking a few things first how thick the ice is (about 6 inches everywhere I checked), is there a cleared parking space and finally is it crowded. A couple on my list while not remote are secluded and are usually not busy.
I frequently write about how clients become friends and some of those are really family members. Ron Ligon was one of the latter; fishing with me many times over the years and through all of that bringing his children, friends and eventually grandchildren to spend time on the water with me. His home town was one of the stops on our family cross country trip in the fall of 1998 and a great memory for all of us.
Stopped this morning at a chain coffee shop for a cup to keep me company on the drive home from the grocery store. The line for the drive through was out into the road. No worries, I figure I’ll just walk inside and get my coffee. Backed up there too. Fortunately, I am not in a huge hurry and taking the chance to watch what is going on.
