About Mud

I don't know what I am doing, but that has never stopped me before.

Fishing is so much Fun

I caught a 1 1/2 pound spotted bass, then it caught a 225 pound, dumb beyond measure, fisherman!  Never and I mean never try to hold a bass between your knees to extract a crankbait. Dumb…just plain dumb.

IMG_0191(1)

A fish gets revenge!

Advertisements

Beat Down at Russell

Image

IMG_0641This is a post I started last year and never finished. By the title I assume either Fred or I had a great day…Going to say it was me…(photo I used before) Fred thinking about what had happened.

On The morning of February 11, 2015 I underwent surgery on my left hand to correct a trigger finger that had become very painful. February was the best time to have this surgery for a man who loves fishing as much as I do. February is notorious for bad weather around here and there was no  exception this year. Fred told me I was just plain lucky cause the two weeks I had to recoup were not fishable anyway. In Fred’s small little brain I am the luckiest fisherman that ever wet a hook and he is the unluckiest SOB that ever set foot in a bass boat. When I catch more or bigger fish than Fred it is my “luck”. When Fred catches more fish, which is very seldom by the way, it is “skill” he says. Fred’s logic in such matters is really twisted and cannot be changed.

Last Thursday I was feeling pretty good, so Fred and I decided to go fishing and we agreed that if I started hurting we would come home. Good Plan! I let Fred drive the boat, mainly because he knows every nook-n-cranny of the Savannah River lakes.  OKAY! That’s all my excuses. Now let’s get to fishing…?

A picture is worth a thousand words.

 

 

My Family is asking for Prayer

Christmas Eve at about 4:30 PM my brother-in-law, Eddie Wicker, fell from a ladder and broke his back in two places. He was airlifted to the Georgia Medical College in Augusta, GA. After a five-hour surgery on Christmas day we were informed that Eddie may never walk again. The doctor didn’t say he wouldn’t walk again, but in his opinionmail.google.com he thought Eddie would be bound to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Patty, my sister, was told by the surgeon that they would know more after the swelling goes down in a week or so. So there is hope, how faint it may be, there is hope. I am asking any of my followers or casual reader that might read this post to please put Patty and Eddie Wicker on their prayer list. My family believes in the power of pray and we are asking all that are willing to lift Eddie’s name to the Lord, to please do so. I know that in the end the Lord’s will, will be done, but the Lord tells us to bring our wants and needs to him in prayer.

Patty and Eddie have two daughters and three grandchildren. Eddie has recently retired and is looking forward to spending quality time with Patty and their grandchildren. With prayer and the love they have for each other they will survive no matter the outcome. Let’s hope and pray that Eddie will be walking soon.

Thank You….Steve