My Crazy Life

Chapter:10

It was finally summer time and after my final knee surgery I was in a cast for half of June. And for my birthday on June fifth. That is less than a week away. I sat on the tailgate watching as the guys swam in the pond on my parents' property. Wright came right up to me sitting down next to me. "Wanna ditch them and go fish?" He asked. "And when they see us leaving together?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "I can already tell you that they probably won't care when I know you'll out fish me." He said. He's the oldest out of the group. July first. I'm the youngest. "As long as your up for it we'll go." He said. "There's a pond about a mile from here teaming with fish." I said sliding off the tailgate. My casted knee impossible to bend. He handed me my crutches. Then followed making sure I could get across the muddy ground. For early June it sure was rainy.

We got to the four wheeler. He stood back as I got on. Of course my cast was covered in Saran Wrap. He then got on behind me. We dropped by my house for two fishing poles before going to the pond. He got off first before helping me off. I was able to get down to the water easily and stick my feet in the water. Wright set two poles down between us. I baited my hook and took my feet out of the water before casting.

Several fish jumped out of the water. After just a few short seconds I had my first fish. We both took turns casting out and catching fish. "I think we have a full stringer." Wright said sticking another fish on the line. "Just get another out of the tackle box." I said. He got up and came back with another. My brother started calling me as we had five fish on the second stringer. "Where are you?" Travis asked. "Fishing." I answered him.

"Where at?" He asked. "The pond." I said reeling my line in due to another fish. "Which pond there's three on the property." He said. "Not the swimming hole or the one farthest away from the house." I told him. "The one a mile away?" He asked. "Yup. See you in a bit." I said before hanging up. "Wanting to know where we were?" Wright asked. "Yup." I said putting the fish on the stringer. I then rebaited my hook and casted it out once more.

Two four wheelers rumbled up from behind us. "Evening Mr. Cale." Wright said. "Catch anything worthy for the fryer dad asked. "Almost two stringers full." I said. I looked back seeing Wright's dad with my dad. "So they went swimming knowing you couldn't swim." Dad said. "Yup. Sometimes their turds, but I have to put up with them." I said.

"Mind if we join y'all?" Dad asked. "Nope." Wright said. Our dads found a spot not too far down and set up their stuff. I went to cast getting my hook stuck. "I got it." Wright said standing. He freed my hook. "Thanks." I said. It was nearly sundown when our dads came over. "Better be getting back to the house Treasure." Dad said. I reeled my line in getting a quick grab on it. I reeled quicker. Once I saw the head I knew it was a turtle.

"Hold it." Dad said cutting the line as close as he could saving us a bobber. I was helped to my feet or foot. "I'll get the tackle box and poles." Wright said. He followed me up to the four wheeler sticking the poles and my crutches on the front and the tackle box on the back. He then went back for two strings of fish. Those boys missed out on a good day of fishing.