Here Fishy Fishy

My husband wanted to go to the spot where he took our oldest daughter to harvest her first elk and perform a needle in the haystack search for the remains, if any, of the casing from the bullet.  What an awesome Daddy, he is…I totally agreed-what a great opportunity to be outside enjoying the beautiful Wyoming summer; do some fishing; and checkout any wildflowers that managed to pop up, while searching for the prize remains. 

We hopped into our truck and took a long scenic route with high hopes of spotting a moose along the way.  Okay, I was hoping we’d spot one.  Jimmie was hoping we’d see some elk; neither of us seen either one of our wish list creatures!  DANG!  However, I have my suspicions as to why Jimmie really wanted to take the short trip out-only the two (2) of us-while our girls were busy…

When we finally arrived at the secret hunting grounds, Jimmie quickly took off walking in the direction where our oldest daughter had shot her elk, but he forgot to share the directional information with me, which he usually never forgets to inform me of where we are going.  I am certain of this because I was totally listening to him the entire time while I was singing along to Taylor Swift on the radio (or was it in my head…not sure…oh crap was that out-loud)…no, I do not have selective hearing!  Of course, when we finally did get out of the car to search, there were so many butterflies and bees on steroids flying around not to mention some wildflowers and other amazing portraits in God’s outdoors-they ALL distracted my child-like attention span!  No, no, that can’t be it either.  Ya know, I am truly lucky I didn’t get lost during our search.  We had been in the truck at least a few hours…I think I had been in the vehicle way too long.  This is why I was not a lot of help to my husband and had become so distracted during our search for the casing.  Yep, that is my story!  J 

In spite of my lacking participation, I did manage to take lots of pictures to assist me in case I were to…hum…get lost; I would be able to retrace the ground I covered…

Bees on steroids enjoying Low Larkspur (Delphinium bicolor)

 

Pretty butterflies on top of Cow Parsnip (Heracleum sphondylium)

Ohhh, even prettier butterfly on top of Cow Parsnip (Heracleum sphondylium)

Yet, as our trip continued, I am changing my original claim for why Jimmie really wanted to take the short trip out-only the two (2) of us-while our girls were busy.  Come to think of it, I am re-examining the entire day’s events.  My new suspicion is:  Jimmie is trying to get rid of me! 

Here are the events that took place.  After lunch, we stopped at an undisclosed fishing location sharing the spot with another fishing buddy(ies).  I walked across the “bridge” and began to prepare to do some fishing.

Company’s lodge

All of a sudden, out of nowhere, I am certain that Jimmie released JAWS into the pond!!  Here is what I saw while standing on the “bridge” of darkness:

Courtesy of: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0073195/

Here is what Jimmie captured:

My spot while fishing

Holy schnikies!

That dang “fish” waited until I had almost reeled in my line to attack the worm that was seductively dancing on the hook.  It was the craziest occurrence I had ever encountered in all my few years of fishing experience!  Jimmie “claimed” it was a fish, but I still feel very lucky that he was unsuccessful with what could have been a bad end result, after releasing JAWS into the pond!!  Though, I am NOT taking any chances…in case I do go missing on our next escapade when he suggests only the two (2) of us again go out, please, note the area in the picture below where we could possibly be and feel free to pass it onto the authorities!