I Needed Today

**Deep C** · 08-14-2006 07:47 PM

By the time I got up this morning I was running in an uncharacteristic funk. I have a big tourney in front of me and my head just wasn't right. Frustrated with last weeks noise, poor score and getting off my game plan had me edgy and in a funk. My focus wasn't comming aropund despite three days of re rigging and diagramming new spreads.
I loaded my self pitying ass in the rolling tackle box, lit her off and drove the 120 or so miles to Cape May... I Found where my buddies stuffed the Cammies Dad at Utches and decided to do some work.
I have to thank my last crew guys Mike Duda and Steve Jackson for leaving her in absolutely perfect condition! She was detailed nice and I couln't find a thing wrong. Usually a drop off after a rough ride would invove missing details but these guys had it nailed.
With that my spirits started to lift. I inspected and corrected things with my tackle as the boat was right. I crimped and primped and fine tuned a few dozen rigs and my twenty or so "A" Team outfits. Re Worked a few dredges and hung the tag lines and a couple extra clips. It was getting better.
I worked some more then I realized something.... It was quiet! No noisy crowds, nobody proding me and telling me every ten seconds we need a bite. No droning diesels ar passers by. Just me and the boat sharing a little quality quiet time. I have fished her quite a few times but that was something that I had never really done with her. It gave me a chance to bond, so to speak... That quiet time with your machine allows you to become familiar with the otherwise un-noticed stuff. I took my first real tour through her engine room and finally became one with this girl I have been playing with for a few years... Now I felt good.
I got a slice of pizza over at Tony's . Able to enjoy it and see Cape May without the stress of tournament "hurry up" mode...
Then I rolled on out and took a swing to Hinches. Mary and Chuck further added to making my day a good one. He even had a couple tips for me that I had blinded my own self to. As we jaw flapped and shot the breeze the last of the funk went away. Deep was finally surfacing... I stepped out to smoke a cigarette and had to poke at Timmy, "Why would you take that pretty boat and put those white tilefish weights on her transom (Refering to his E-tecs). That lit him up and I was back in full swing...
So thanks to all involved with making my day a good one...

**snakeeyes** · 08-14-2006 08:42 PM

ah, the peacock showing his cape [you know feathers] again, all is well...paul, see you next weekend...dave

**KEY-LIME-PIE** · 08-14-2006 08:46 PM

I'M GLAD IT TURNED OUT GOOD FOR YOU. LIFE IS KINDA LIKE A POKER GAME..."YOU'D RATHER WIN LATE THAN EARLY"....SOME CONFUSED MAN TOLD ME THAT! ...TOM

**OffTheHookB&T** · 08-14-2006 09:07 PM

Deep-San what tips did I give, we talked alot but I don't remember any tips, but I'm surre I picked up a few

Always good to see ya Paul

**Deep C** · 08-14-2006 10:46 PM

Ah Chuckysan- You no focus... Did you not hear the grass hopper at your feet? Did you not smell the clam fart from the basin? We spoke many words and you opened my eyes to a very basic thing I had overlooked last week. I was so high tech in my thinking I passed a low tech "duh" in my operation. Spread changes are forth comming because of it...
Actually you barfed up two pearls of wisdom. Further meditation on the idea revealed that there were echoes of a second thing you mentioned heard in passing people this week and I will be picking up some stuff from your store to fill that void in my arsenal.
Chyckysan you have more cooking in that humble bean of yours than you know

**Admin** · 08-15-2006 01:25 AM

Hey deep did you wax the blue boat while you were there ?

Oh and did mary let you try a her moms egg rolls ??

**Deep C** · 08-15-2006 11:40 AM

John I actually walked down to the blue rocket... Interesting bottom paint... What's it called? Fertilizer?

No Mary didn't give me any egg rolls but we did have fun. I was gonna make a campfire on the store floor and sit around telling ghost stories and eating smores but decided to head back to the north rather than bug them any more.

After posting last night, I decided to get energetic and went on a three mile run. Well I made the end of the driveway and decided on a two mile walk instead... Now I'm all better...