Hyrum, Lance and the older boys extended their fathers-and-sons overnight campout to do a little fishing in the Jemez watershed.
James reeled in the first catch at the 12-and-under pond at the nearby hatchery, a pretty decent rainbow, and again was surprised and a little terrified at the beast on the end of his line. That was lunch. While Hyrum was cooking it up, Lance and Scott ventured to a nearby creek where they reeled in 4 more rainbows—two each.
On the drive home, we stopped for several hours at our new favorite fishing hole on the Guadalupe river. Somehow, we managed to find a way with our gear and small kids down the cliff face to the water’s edge. Lance reeled in a brookie on his first cast, then another later on. Hyrum finally absolved himself from becoming the weak fishing link, and reeled in the last—and not smallest—catch of the day: another brook trout. (Obviously, as facilitator of this expedition, Hyrum was always busy taking care of the kids, setting up camp, cooking, taking photos, etc.; otherwise, he naturally would have brought home a lot more.)
Total fish count: Lance (2 rainbows, 2 brookies); Scott (2 rainbows); James (1 rainbow); Hyrum (1 brookie, which, although not the largest, turned out to be the fish with the most “intangibles”)
Besides the fish, the location was beautiful, sporting waterfalls, sheer cliffs, large boulders, and cool running, refreshing water.
And this is how you know that you’ve had a great trip:
4 comments:
What, specifically, are these "intangibles" you speak of?
Karissa, it's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the fight in the dog...
That little brookie had *a lot* of intangibles: leadership, creativity, charisma, swagger... plus I'm pretty sure that he was quite the grammarian.
Wow, Hyrum. All those intangibles and you let him die?? That school of fish must be a very dark and lonesome place right now. Poor things.
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