Fishing With Bassman And Charles

My First Ride's Last Ride.

2009-05-19T10:43:00.000-07:00

The sad day has finally come. Ive been trying to sell my first truck for the last couple years but have been unsuccessful. So after a long stressful decision, I have decided that I am going to stay...but my truck, it had to go.

Little Dat had been in the family since her birth in 1980. Almost everyone in the family had driven her at some point. As a family we also had many, many vacations in her(though im still shocked to this day how we all fit in there). But as with all good things, there comes an end.

It is at this time that we now say goodbye to my little baby.

Goodbye old girl, We will miss you!!!

2008-09-09T19:54:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business when out of the blue came a rouge fishing trip to rival all others, The Tuna Trip of August 08. This may have been the best idea that has ever come out of this amazing brain of mine. Everything on this trip just fell right together, we got the trip we wanted, the boat was fantastic, the best of all best—we got into fish. We got into loads and loads of fish, so many in fact that we beat the record on the boat. We scored 59 of the most fantastic chicken in the sea.
So first fish I landed just happened to be the biggest fish of the whole trip, haha Josh and Zach!! That big beefy, I mean chicken, beast took me nearly a half hour to land. I was so worn out after the fantastic ordeal; my pole arm was cramping, and my legs were shaking, I was ready for a nap.

Newport With The Fam

2008-08-09T08:54:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue phone call from Rick. He was calling to let me know that he and his family were coming up to visit. So while they were up here they wanted to go to the coast and stay for a couple of days. While they were out there I wanted to stay overnight with them but my truck decided to break and needed to go to the hospital, sad:( So I just went out for the day.It was cold and foggy but we still had fun. I was very surprised, little miss shy Hailey decided that I was ok and wanted to hang out with me and Charlie (she even chose me over Rick at one point).

So anyway good times were had by all. Oh, right I almost forgot, I also booked my deep sea tuna fishing trip; best idea ever!!

2008-07-30T13:04:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue invitation came to me by one of my friends; "Wanna come to california with us, we have an empty seat?" What was I to say but yes. So there we were. I got the time off, except for the one day that I called in "sick." The drive down and back were terribly long, around five hours longer than they should have, but we made it. We went to Pismo Beach and had planned on staying in a park in a rented trailer. After getting there and seeing the trailer we were given things got heated. The trailer they gave us was nothing like what was supposed to come. Super long story short, we somehow ended up in a really nice house just off the beach. Good times were had, oceans were swam in, and things were eaten.

These guys were apperantly hoping to catch something.

This little guy was hoping something would come from this little Business Time Dance.

We went to a farmers market while we were there and had some delicious food, mmm...

Apperantly no dogs are allowed at the farmers market, sorry Charlie youve been targeted specifically.

I named this seagull Hannibal, yes thats another seagull.

Call me crazy but something tells me that this particular street is a dead end.

Sorry Hobos, not here.

Shes So Hot!!!

2008-06-17T13:12:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue vacation plan, Sand Hollow. This trip has kind of become a regular event for me. The first time I went was when I was living in St. George, I read in the paper that there was a new reservoir being built just across the road from Quail Creek; I was thrilled. I did some research and found that it was opening up the beginning of summer. The trip was soon planned. So one fateful day in, we’ll call it the end of march, Susan and I made our way to Mecca. The moment I first layed eyes on her I was in love. She was so beautiful with her red rock, turquoise water, and delicious bass. I knew that this was a relationship that would last. Sand Hollow and I would love each other forever and ever; there would be no fighting, no quarreling, no spats – nothing but good old fashioned adoration and devotion.

So that time of year came around I the first of june where I was aching for the sweet love and had been missing out on over the last year. So with the date set for June 5, plane tickets were bought, gear was rounded up and the trip was on.
For some reason this year the fishing was not as good as it was last year, but whose complaining right, whether it be the water level being five feet higher than last year, the weather being cooler longer, the phases of the moon, or Brians stinky shorts – possibly a combination of them all, or maybe just the latter. We did catch fish just not a large amount and not many of the large variety, but the fun was still had.
This trip was also of course complicated with the event of the wonderful maid stealing from our room. Of course nothing was done about it, the desk clerk was a moron who didn’t seem to understand the words coming out of my mouth, nor I his, and his solution was to tell us that they were not supposed to take things from the room and therefore the event must not have occurred; bless our great non-crime-committing nation. Oh and also call in the maid and ask her in front of us if she did it, like she would admit to it – genius.

Memorial Day Fun

2008-05-26T22:03:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue thought; its Memorial Day and I need to celebrate. So with nothing to do, and it being my day off, I figured the best way to celebrate the memory of those loved ones who have passed on would be to have a bon fire and burn stuff. Yes thats right I celebrated the memory of the dead by burning some dead stuff. I thought it was fitting, grotesque, but fitting. Oh and the best part was while I was moving piles of branches to the disposal site I found this delicious slug. Aint he purdy.

Grandmothers Day

2008-05-13T15:19:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue holiday, Mothers Day (or in my case Grandmothers Day). Went down to the Manor to go visit Grandma on sunday for the big holiday. Brought her some lilacs and her gift from mom and dad, which I of course forgot and had to go back for. Aside from her enjoying her gifts and the company there isnt a whole lot to say. For now Grandma is doing well, as best as she can considering her situation. Heres the pictures from my visit.

At first Grandma couldnt get her gift open. Mom had chosen some plastic wrapping paper that proved to be too much for her so she called in some reinforcements, Grandpas pocket knife. After having gotten it open she just wanted to stare at it for hours. I finally talked her into looking away for a minute and giving me a cheesy smile.

Finally!!!! My Dream Come True!!!

2008-05-08T23:52:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue idea of going to the coast on my day off. So I talked to my buddy Zach and we planned a trip to Newport. Then out of the blue he suggested we go fishing while we were there. Of course we all know the answer to that, as if there might be more than one. So we drive down to Newport in hopes of finding a boat that would have seats open for that afternoon. We werent too hopeful but we wanted to try anyway. The first one that we tried really got my hopes down. They offered us seats for a friday trip, this being wednesday. LAME!! UNCOOL!! Back into the car and off to the next place. we figured one of the five or so on the street would let us out. Inside we went. The nice lady behind the counter said "sure we can take you out, if you have four or more people." This challenge was very doable. After a couple phone calls, lo and behold, we had four. So there we were waitng for our 130 launch time, which was only two hours away, and as the moments ticked on I got more and more excited. Finally we boarded the boat.

This is our boat the Ocean Captain with Captain Shannon and our awesome deckhand Carl. Carl was 72 years old and has been doing this for 59 years, you do the math. Carl really didnt say much, but it was very amusing watching him walk around the boat while eating a sandwich, smoking, and rigging the poles all whild trying to keep his balance in the 20 foot seas.

This is our deckhand Carl Clubbing our catch.

Left to right: Zach, Greg, Josh.

On this fishing trip there were many types of fish that we could catch but the most likely were sea bass, rock fish, and the elusive Ling cod. I was very excited when we were out fishing and I caught a cod, especially when we were done and I was the only one that got one. Yessssss.

This is my cod, isnt it beautiful!!

I also caught this fish that was one of the coolest fish Ive ever seen. Check it out, Its flourecent orange. Unfortunately I had to throw this guy back, something about being endangered or something.

So there you have it. Here are some of the other pictures of the day.

Best Day EVER!!!

Non-Fishing Fun

2008-04-30T10:38:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue ray of sunshine out of the super uncool cloudy sky. What was I to do but go play. I had always wanted to play but never had, so when a couple friends suggested we go and play some frisby golf I was all about it. Down in the south end of Corvallis there is a beautiful park called Willamette Park. This park consist of a big playground, frisby golf course, dog park, and a huge running/walking trail along the majestic Willamette River.

This is my friends (Josh, Tasha, and Zach) playing a little golf. I of course did awesome for my first time at playing frisby golf, cause thats how I roll.

Grandmas Busts Out Of Prison

2008-04-08T22:22:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue phone call from mom. She enlightened me of the not so fulfilling voice mail from the assisted living center that had been left earlier while I was out. She informed me that Grandma had fallen and was in the emergency room:( Super long story short, Grandma broke her hip.

Sadly when Grandma went into the ER she was not eligible for surgery, due to her heath status and age. For a very stressful two days Grandpa and I waited. Finally Grandma was able to have her surgery and receive some new hardware.

So now a few days later we were now able to take Grandma from the hospital today and take her to a nursing home/rehabilitation facility, the same one that she went to when she had a stroke a couple years back. An interesting side note, some of the staff still remembers her by name.

Im really excited to see her get out of the "pokey" (as Grandpa likes to call prison). Im looking forward to seeing her get healthy again and be able to return to her chair next to Grandpa.

The Color Blue

2008-03-30T21:55:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue thought. There are times in life when a person looks back at where they are and what theyve done, and a thought comes to mind; Am I proud of who I am. I spect Id say maybe. Im definitely proud of who I am and most of what Ive done, but not necessarily where I stand. I mean come on people im a ripe 26 and have gotten approximatly half a mile outside of nowhere. Its time to get things back in line and get back into school and make myself a respectable member of society again. This definitely means spooning up an ample serving of delicious fishing.

Just as a side note the color blue really doesnt have anything to do with anything. Every now and then I just like to throw out a random color as I cut someone off in mid sentence, for the answer to a question, or sometimes for no apparent reason at all. Its just fun. Peace out kids.

Jolene Made Me Do It

2008-03-24T22:25:00.000-07:00

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue attack from my sister. She forced me to start a blog; well actually she didnt but it sounds fun and she did show me where to get one started.

As this is my first entry in my first blog I thought I would start with something of the most funnerest nature, a healthy, and most tasteful, joke. What’s known as the UFC, or Ultimate Fighting Championship, doesn’t use its full name, which happens to be “Ultimate Fighting Championship, Non-Chuck-Norris-Division”. I like that very real life semi-joke. I say semi-joke because it is funny in a joking way, but mark my words --IT IS NO JOKE--

On a lighter note today was super beach day with the Johnsons. It was a good time. Charlie didnt come, hes afraid of the boys and the stores are afraid of him. It all worked out in the end, he patrolled his beat in the new backyard. Just Charlie with his flack jacket and tazer. Hes tough dont worry 'bout it, its pretty cool.