Some things go best unsaid.
We were in the process of moving a few years back when one of the movers came in and announced to my wife and I that he had finished packing up all the stuff in the garage. That was nice. “Say, did you know you had 27 rods and reels?“, he asked innocently. Put some packing tape on your mouth, dude!
“Why do you have so many rods and reels,” my better half asked. If she had to ask, how could I explain it? I just went on my way and started double checking to make sure they had loaded up all my tackle boxes and asked him not to count them.
Here on Lake D’Arbonne, I’ve slowly transitioned into a semi-perch jerker and don’t keep nearly as many bass rigs, in case you are wondering. This past week, I cleaned out a closet here and there and brought all my mini-casts together for a little pre-spring line change and lubrication meeting. It went well, but when I got them all together, it kind of looked like a sale at Bass Pro Shop or something. And that wasn’t counting jig poles. Okay, I’ll admit. I’ve got too many of them, too. But we have a lot of folks that come over to go fishing and I have to keep them rigged up. I also have some for crappie, some for bream and a handful for catfish.
The point of all this is simple. And if I figure it out, I’ll share it with you.