I was sick as a parrot all weekend with allergies so I go to the doc monday and he shoots me full of steroids. I feel great but I'm wired don't sleep til sometime yesterday. I wake about 3 this am ready to go. Snow ,, winds 15 to 25, high temp low 30's. Give me a break !! I've not been in almost a week so the heck with the weather I'm going. The closer I get to the river the more It snows and blows. By the time I get to happy its really blowing. I look at the river and theres a guy standing out in the middle fishing with the water coming up around him. I honk at him in respect and I think he gave me a middle finger salute. I put in and go up to dam and try to fish a little but my hands are freezing so I decide to drift. I get everything set. Move my livewell so I can get bait without getting up and extend handle of my fine 75 dollar dipnet so I can reach it. put out a couple rods climb into my chair , put my hands in my electric muff and lean back. My seat pedestal snaps off and I fall back ,bounce off the live well and land on my back in bottom of boat with my dipnet crumpled under me. My first thought is the snorkster done put a hex on me. I finally get up on my hind legs and my net is in a 90 degree bend so I finish breaking it cause I can't use it like it is. I start fishing and shad are coming through now and by the time I get to bend I have three nice browns. Make another drift and get two more. Try again and don't get any so I keep drifting and when I pass Happy I have three more. Only one gen running now so I decide to keep going and went all the way to Betty's without a bite .Back to dam and drifted through 2nd power line hole a couple of times and caught three more and lost one trying to get it in my fine stubby net. Did not measure or weigh any but none where huge. Took a couple of pictures of first fish in net and after that just dumped them back. Saw one little bald. Finished with 11 fish and a sore back.
