Inside the Mind of a Minnesotan Fisherman

Kevin was very agitated in the garage yesterday. He was grumbling and looking around. He said it was because he couldn't find his fishing pole. That's a big problem because he was getting up at 4:30 AM this morning to go fishing.


I didn't know where else to look, so I went upstairs where I was greeted by a bunch of fishing poles. Horray! Kevin must have taken them out and forgotten about it. I rushed downstairs to tell Kevin that his poles were upstairs.

But he didn't want any of those poles. He wanted his nice pole that he couldn't find. WHAT?? There were 4 fishing poles upstairs, 2 more in the garage and he was upset that he couldn't find his pole?

That's when I learned about the intricacies of fishing. You need one pole for crappies, one for walleyes, some medium weights, some light weights, some ultra lights. Then we got into the line. It starts at 2 pound line and goes up to 10. Walleye is the biggest fish he fishes, so he is lucky because he can keep his fishing gear to a minimum. (HAH!)Hang on a minute while my head stops spinning.

It was still too icy to fish on the river, but, luckily the boys were headed to Red Wing. The river is warmer there, but Kevin said that they still got hit with a bunch of big ice chunks. Why is the river warmer you ask? Because it is just downstream from the nuclear power plant that releases hot........water?......into the river. Which has absolutely no contaminants in it. At all. But it still gets me thinking about....

Blinky from the Simpsons!! He is the product of a nuclear leak. Ain't he cute? Just for the record, we always eat the fish Kevin brings home from Red Wing.