no crew for lewis island

I was looking forward to getting down to the river tonight. I figured I was going to grab my pain in the butt dog and bring her down to the island so she can get some fresh air. She's actually a great dog, considering she only gets into my pantry when she feels like it.... she tore into a bag of rice last week. But, I got a phone call from John while on the train home to Princeton Junction. He said Steve called off the day's haul because there would have only been 4 of us, John, Steve, Ted and myself, and it would have been too difficult to bring in the catch. With 250 yards of netting and increased numbers of fish we would have had a rough go of it. It was a struggle last night with a full crew pulling in 207 catfish as well as all the other fish, so tonight would have been tough with just four men.

I guess I'm secretly glad we are not going out. It's rough to go from work right down to the river until 8 p.m. or so and then get up at 3:30 a.m. to do it all over again! After fishing last night I went home to sleep exhausted. It was a good, honest sleep.

thanks for reading... hopefully tomorrow we'll go out.