Car Sick
When two church members invite you to go up into the mountains to a secluded fishing spot you have to make sure they liked the video!
Ever since I was a small child I’ve always been prone to motion sickness.
If we go deep sea fishing (which I refuse to do) you’ll fish and I’ll chum.
I’ve been struck with the car sick bug while driving (that’s how bad it is).
So an hour and a half or so into the drive, to impress the church members who invited me up into the mountains to fish today, I calmly asked if we could pull over.
I stepped out of the truck and set the contents of my stomach free.
Hard to regain your dignity after such an episode.
But at least I wasn’t the one that said that the hike to the fishing spot (which turned out to be a 2 mile hike downhill) was only a 1/2 mile or so.
The walk back uphill to the truck my calves will not soon forget.
I feel for the stomach AND the calves. But, the real question, the only question (and I think you answered it) is: What about the fish?
On another note: Sorry the video didn’t rock.
I still can’t decide if those members liked the video or if they are just passive-aggressive?