Spent my Saturday readying the 14ft. Starcraft for the season, after it had sat unused all last year due to my shoulder injury. Mice had made a nice nest in one of the storage boxes, which is a much better place than in the engine compartment. Benny and I may take a 55 mile drive to Harding Lake tomorrow morning and bang some Northern Pike-the lake is full of them. A true test of the shoulder as they are exceptional fighters when they get near the boat.
“They say a good love is one that sits you down, gives you a drink of water, and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind, sets you ablaze, makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix; the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you can't stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch! I say that's a good love; one that burns and flies, and you run with it!”
― C. JoyBell C.