I woke very early Thursday morning for the expressed purpose of fishing. I cast out once, saw that the river was muddy as hell, decided I didn’t want to do any carp fishing and settled in to work.
I fixed a subscription problem. Microsoft – in their infinite wisdom – fixed something that wasn’t broke, but I had to fix something that their fix broke. Plus, I’m still trying to play catch-up on horoscopes, so there will be plenty of material when I return. Or while I’m gone. One of those.
I figured, since I was up early anyway, a swim in the creek would be a good idea. But the creek itself, plus the pool, was filled with murky, muddy water, flowing at a precarious rate, so I just decided that I’d shoot on around the trail the long way. I’d been meaning to gather up pictures of all the mile markers, and the apparently cool morning seemed perfect. Only it was humid. Not humid like Austin is humid, but humid like Houston is humid. Sticky. Undaunted, I did gather up pictures from the other end of the lake, and I do have a fairly complete set. I’ll put them up tomorrow.
When I’m visible on Riverside, which means I’m on that two-mile stretch between mile marker zero and mile marker 8.50. All the pictures were done in the last seven days, too. I’m impressed, but then, I’m easy to impress.
A couple of mile markers are missing, but there are enough pictures to prove “I’ve been there.” Besides, 8.25, 5.25 and 5.50 all mark good fishing spots. Wouldn’t want to give that away.
Of course, Thursday noon, I detoured up Shoal Creek, popped in the post office, then grabbed some coffee, and finally wound up at the print shop.
I was chatting with the guy behind the counter, we were both bemoaning how hard it is to find good help these days, and we share a birthday. Plus a couple of other funny coincidences. Same number of ex-wives. Love of fishing. Complaints about taxes. Graduated college, late, almost the same time. On his card, his favorite movie? Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure. (A DVD I own, one of very few.) There were a couple of other similarities. Plus, he cut me a sweet deal on business cards, lower than the estimate.
Venus is backwards in Gemini, opposite us. Doesn’t slow down the good times in Sagittarius.