My brother came into town Wednesday night and even though he spent 8 hours at his home airport waiting to fly in, his friend and I decided he should get up at 7am the next morning so we could all go fishing. We all met at my dad’s house where he was staying at 7:30am.
Due to various complications, and a half hour drive to a new lake suggested by my brother’s friend, we didn’t get on the water til almost 9:30. We spent 3 1/2 hours on the water trying about a dozen different lures for bass, but we only came away with three crappie and two sunfish, all caught by my brother. We didn’t keep any of them.
The only notable moment was when several flocks of birds flew by the boat. There were four different sets of about a dozen birds each. It was really cool. There’s a bit of debate going on about what these birds actually were, so if you can identify them, please leave a comment and let me know.
Fishing-wise, it wasn’t the best way to start off the weekend, but at least I got to go fishing with my brother. His friend is a cool guy, too, and it’s always nice to catch up with both of them.
Pelicans.
Really??? That’s what my brother says. They’re throats didn’t look big enough to me. I think they are egrets or herons.
They’re definitely white pelicans
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