After a hearty late breakfast of Texas toast, eggs over easy, hash browns and sausage, it seemed right to scout out the waters of the Brazos and Lake Whitney. The water was up, no doubt about it, but no one was catching, so I drove over to Uncle Gus' Marina Abramovic.
The marina went bankrupt last month, apparently no amount of spirit cooking could save it, so I was curious, what would I find and could you still fish there?
No, you can't fish there because the docks and their cleaning station, a favorite place to fish, were closed off and the place stood desolate and abandoned. Who knows, perhaps it'll be turned into a migrant holding center or a lakeside reeducation camp for people insane enough to distrust our beloved rulers.
Then again, it might become a marina again, and a holiday spot for people fleeing the DFW metrosprawl in search of Striper and lakeish fun. Who knows, maybe one of our oligarch overlords will buy the COVID ravaged resort for pennies on the dollar and open it up.
Maybe so. In the meanwhile, I'm waiting for the water to settle, the climate to change and the fish to bite.
Cheers,
LSP
5 comments:
I think that you need a marina as an adjunct for your compound (a bit farther away from the Brazos (and its lakes). It could be turned into a Marina and worship center.
The plague was real, wear your mask, pay no attention to people going broke, the lives being ruined.
The Fauch strikes again. Speaking of eggs, our local "go-to" breakfast joint, domiciled in an old firehouse, did not survive the plandemic. Formerly, you could not get into the place weekdays, and forget about it on the weekend. One of many, too many.
I like LL's suggestion.
I concur with LL as well...free fishing to boot. Its good to be the king (small ‘k’)
I am sure the media will blame it on Trump. Go fishing for souls instead.
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