They went out this late morning and caught a few bass. Then it rained very hard, thunder and lightning chased them back to shore. We had lunch consisting of baked macaroni, cole slaw, sweet sausage with peppers and onions and chocolate bundt cake. After the rain stopped, they went fishing again and are still out there as I write. I see more successful results as I look out on the lake. Catch and release is what they do, but first come to shore for pictures. Today the lake competition started for the heaviest bass over 12 inches long caught. The volunteer weighmaster person was put to work and there is a chance one of their fish will be the winner. The contest is over tomorrow at noon so we won't know until after then. The Mister has won the perpetual trophy and the grandson has as well, years ago. It's fun for them to compete but all they really care about is the sport.
SEE? I told you fishing runs in the family. This is my great grandfather, James and his son-in-law, my grandfather Aurelius. (DATE UNKNOWN)
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