Although I often feel "picked on," I know I am not alone.
Today, on a Friday, after a week of less than wonderful fishing conditions for my Spring break, I arranged for Allan to meet me at the marina to gas my rig. He had to adjust his dock lines anyway and happily agreed. I took the boat off the lift and cruised over. I managed to hit the marina dock at just the right angle and speed to break the trolling motor prop. (Insert your preferred comment here.) I put the boat, now fully fueled, back on its lift.
I made a call to BP in Springfield and Branson. Both can ship one but do not have one in stock. The whole world can send me one by overnight for about the cost of the gas to go to Springfield, however ... overnight does not deliver on Saturday.
In other words, Saturday and Sunday are no go days.
For my entire Spring break I have put one keeper black and one keeper white in the boat. I have caught a grand total of 5 fish from one of the world's great fisheries.
Shucky Darn! Do I feel accomplished or what?