Wednesday, May 30, 2012
This is day three of my captivity.
I did manage to get out kayaking on Day 1 before I realized just how sick I was. I saw some fish though the purpose of the trip was a easy, morning paddle with the Lovely. I did make a mental note of locations where I saw sizable bass flash into the murk. I'll be back with a hefty rod and some large poppers when all this passes.
Day 2 was napping, three conference calls and a general malaise and achyness.
Day 3 will end with five conference calls to the net and a combination of general malaise and orneriness. Perhaps that's an improvement. Or maybe my brain is finally been cooked.
Off to the MD tomorrow if this isn't better. Maybe an antibiotic or three can get me healed up for some weekend fishing.