Had an excellent morning on the lake, Lake Austin. Caught nothing. The company of “The Osprey” was stupendous.
It was a lot cooler out, before the sun was up. Navigation was a little iffy, in the predawn dark. We motored off one way, upstream, and fished for a spell, then ran down to Bull Creek, and then further downstream to the dam.
I pointed out that we could stop at Motzart’s and grab some coffee.
“Yeah, you’ll know someone there.”
“No way.”
Way.
We tie the boat up on the waterfront, hop over the rail, and swagger into the coffee shop.
“Hi Kramer.”
It was that Scorpio fellow from the Austin Bloggers group.
I was caught off guard.
Anyway, downed some coffee, fished for a spell, took a turn through the marina and shot across the lake for some gas. That place didn’t open until noon.
Back to the Hula Hut for a picture of the only fish I had my hand on, and then up for some lunch at the hut.
Back across the lake and home.
A most successful day, even if I didn’t get any fish – my luck for others still runs strong.
“That kind of lure? It works better when it’s wet.”
Osprey: 2
Kramer: 0
Photo: Daddy-O animated sculpture at Hula Hut, Lake Austin, Texas.
