This is my post for #freewriters Wednesday prompt my statement hosted by
This is my statement, "I hate when my husband is right".
When I was leaving the boat ramp this morning, a friend who fishes at night pulled up to me and said he saw a bunch of pompano in the North Bay last night. I asked where in the North Bay and he said right where all the boats use to go out the inlet.
All I could think about is yesterday my husband saying the bad water is going to make them go out of the inlet. But I was still hopeful that they all did not leave.
I ran to the Big Flatt and did not see anything but anchored anyway. After picking my empty lines up, I went across Black Point, back in the Big Sleuth, out to the clam leases, and then to Coconut.
I went to the Middle Bank of the Inlet and still not seeing anything I anchored in my husband's favorite spot, all I caught was catfish. I picked my lines up and went to the mouth of Campbell's Pocket then out to the North Bar. I anchored in my favorite spot, but all I caught was catfish. I looked all over the North Bay and still have not seen a pompano, just empty water behind me.
Pompano will skip out of the water in my wake, behind the boat. But sometimes they will not skip, all you will see is their boil where they took off but did not come out of the water.
My husband said he was going to put the pigfish traps back in the river today so he can go back to trout fishing. When I got home he said he did not do it because he got to thinking that we are only fishing for the fun of it, because we do not make money at it anymore and he is not going to work that hard for fun. It made me mad but that was his statement.
It seems as if everything is trying to tell me, it is over. But I keep saying, Is it? I just don't want to give up doing what I have loved doing.
photo is mine