The Bear that Wasn’t so Big
Well, actually Big Bear was really nice. The weather kicked ass! It was warm, but not overly so. I hear L.A. suffered with 113′ heat. Sucks to be you L.A.
I think that’s funny as hell to be honest with you.
At any rate, Big Bear was pretty cool. This was a set-up where a few folks from work get together and take a camping trip. I won’t mention any names, for privacy sake, but will use fake names, a.k.a. pseudonyms.
We drove to our campsite which was located at Sorano Campground. We arrived on Friday afternoon right at 1400 hours.
I had only met one person, Sam, I work with him, or so I thought whom I had worked with. It turns out that actually have met two more people from work. I was on an audit of Fred’s area and I knew John from seeing him a few times in my office. I actually met John early on in my start here at work.
We met their wives for the first time, and two other couples that also either work at the same place, or are neighbors.
All were very nice people.
We had dinner the first night as a group. We had hamburgers for dinner. Everyone brought their own meat, and the sides were divvied up amongst each family. This was kind of cool. We did something similar to this for breakfast Saturday, and again on Sunday night.
Dinner on Saturday was at Maggio’s pizza joint. Very good food. The place was absolutely packed! Most of the tables were taken and the take-out orders were numerous. Price wasn’t bad either.
On Saturday the family and I went fishing at a couple spots on the lake. We didn’t even get a bite, and it was rather warm in the sun. On Sunday, I again went fishing on my own in the morning. Sam and his son Jeff were also fishing with me. They saw my truck and decided to stop and fish too. We were all skunked this day as well.
Bad day fishing is better than a good day at work.
This morning I got up at the crack of 0630, walked the dogs, and went fishing.
I went to the same place I was on Sunday with Sam and Jeff. I caught two small trout and a pan size small mouth bass. I tossed back the trout, kept the bass and went an filled my truck up with gas before I hitched up the trailer.
Walked in this morning with “Hi babe, I caught a bass!” and handed it to her. She’s never eaten a bass before. I guess she gets her chance now. Didn’t skunk me today! The bass hit on a purple trout pattern spoon. It was fun to catch.
There were a lot of interesting times at the fire each night with everyone.
We really enjoyed this one.
There’s a lot more I could say, but I am tired after unpacking the trailer this afternoon.