Friday, July 6, 2012

Delaware Canoe Trip, by Alexi

     Steve and I decided to do a Delaware river trip in his canoe. It started out as an idea to take Haley(my 13 year old daughter) out, but she decided she'd rather no go.  So, what was going to be a 4 hour trip turned into a 6 hour float which took eight hours.
     If I could sum up what this trip was like the central, pivotal, moment of the day, the thing that was the glue that held the day together, it was my Hoagie.  That's a sandwich I'm talking about.  A sandwich I bought at a sandwich shop.  It had the word sandwich printed in big letters on the outside.  Inside, on the menu it said cheese hoagie.  Also, I'm sure  I saw something about all hoagies coming with lettuce tomatoes and onion.  So I ordered a cheese hoagie.  I should have suspected something was going to go wrong when the young cashier asked me for a second choice of cheese in case the first was out, when clearly there was muenster cheese in the deli case.  (My second choice was provolone.)  I got my sandwich, a red-bull for later, water and a bagel.  I ate the bagel on the way to the put in, and saved the other food for later.
deer bones

the hot dog stand on the river




    Later:  Fishing was slow.  SSSLLLOOOWWW.   Not skunked, just small and far between.  The canoe had very hard seats and 4 hours into it my butt was sore.  I was hungry.  Steve and I decided it was time to eat the sandwiches.  The sandwich I ordered was far from what I got.  Yes it had muenster. And it was between two pieces of bread.  But, THAT WAS IT!  Nada. Zilch.  Nothing else.   I wanted to throw it into the river but I was too hungry.
smallest striped bass ever
majestic
deer 


1 comment:

  1. The curse of being able to make your own lures but not your own hoagies, sounds tragic. At least you can catch and cook some fine fish

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