So Justin and I got up at 4:30am on Sunday morning (after staying the night at my parents house so that we could get up that early w/o having to load lil Man up in his car seat and chance waking him) to meet up with his brother Jeff and his brother's girlfriend, Summer out at Sunset Point (I think that's the name of the overlook) at Lake Mead for some early morning fishing in a friend's tournament bass boat.
Can I just say that it wasn't THAT cold until Justin started driving across the lake at 65mph! Don't get me wrong, it was cold...but 45 degrees feels WAY colder when you're out in the open doing 65. And seriously, who knew that bass boats could do 65+ mph?
Anyway...
We get a late start and don't actually get on the water until about 5:45am (after making a pit stop at the gas station where I loaded up on coffee - which would prove to be somewhat of a mistake since there's really no bathrooms on the water, at least where we were fishing...and it's just too damn cold to jump in and take care of business), race across the water to the fishing spot, bust out the gear and drop the hooks in the water. Fishing at 6am is probably my favorite time...the water is glass, it's quiet except for the ducks and the sound of the fish jumping out of the water. It doesn't get much better than that.
Now we're in this high tech tournament bass boat, fish finder and all. Wouldn't you know that we didn't catch a single fish!? lol Apparently the glasses (to cut the glare) that Justin found didn't exactly help us, he did look the part of pro-fisherman though (whoo hoo!).
Jeff and Summer had to take off around 10am , Jeffy had to get into work...so after we dropped them off, Justin and I headed to the closest marina and bought some anchovies, hopeing it would increase our chances of catching something. It didn't (maybe next time Justin will listen to my idea of a "fish head/tail chum slick" - hehe). But he and I had a helluva time hanging out in the 70+ degree weather, basking in the sun. We fished until 11:45am when we realized what time it was (his Mom and Aunt were flying into town and their plane was due to land at 12:30pm), we pulled in our hooks...anchovies still attached and headed back to where we launched.
Originally our plan was to get off the water early enough to drop the truck and boat off at the house, pick up the Escalade, pick up lil Man and head for the airport. It didn't exactly work out that way. Instead we picked up lil Man in the truck with the boat still attached and we were on our way. It was kinda funny pulling up to passenger pick up with a boat attached to the truck, I've never seen that before...but this is Vegas, so I'm sure it's happened. Not that it mattered much, we pulled up to the curb and his Mom and Aunt were already throwing their bags in the back and jumping in the cab of the truck...they couldn't wait to see Alex, it had been WAY too long since he had seen his Grammy Joanie and Aunt Konnie last.
It was an awesome Sunday, to say the least!
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