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11-22-10 Fishing Report In the past week I have not been fishing at Ivie, and attempts to locate someone of truthfulness who has fished Ivie have failed. So rather than write what I think is happening or something that happened last year or 20 years ago on this week, I’ll just say I have no idea if the fishing is good or near good. I can tell you, at least those of you who care about the fishing, that last time out we took a limit of white bass and 18 nice catfish. I would expect this trend to continue, weather permitting, until the spring thaw--whenever that will occur. The reason for my absence at Ivie is that I took a vacation and went fishing at Amistad. My fellow retired police sergeant, Clifford Long, and Herman Hamilton and his brother, Phillip, rented a condo at Rough Canyon on the north side of the lake. Actually, the condo, which looks an awfully lot like a mobile home, was located in Ruthie’s Trailer Park just a few hundred yards from the store and launching area. The annual New Mexico blue quail hunt was replaced by this fishing trip. Information and scouting on the high plains revealed that this year the quail population is way down, as happens every few years, and it’s best to just leave them alone. Also, something about a hot shower, warm bed, and indoor facilities becomes more desirable as I continue to slowly age and slip into my senior years. Speaking of senior years, many changes take place as we age. Our hair turns gray or falls out, our belts get smaller, grandchildren faster, eyesight fades some, and hearing either gets selective or begins to slip into a dark hole somewhere in space which I can‘t see anyway. We can all get check-ups, get some help in the glasses area, or have some of that laser surgery to correct eye problems, but the hearing thing appears to be a one-way track. It seems the only thing that will help poor hearing is a hearing aid of some sort. It could be that this hearing aid might be stuck in the ear so no one knows you are deaf or hard of hearing; that is, until you get in the wind, the battery dies, or your ear begins to sound like a siren. You can also get one of those outside-the-ear devices that has a tube running into the ear. But you could always say that it’s a Walker’s Game Ear and you’re going hunting later or just forgot to take it off after hunting. I think I should get one of those things because they claim you can hear a deer breathe at a hundred yards. There are many different types of hearing aids, but the one thing they all have in common is that the price is extremely high. A minimum is around 5,000 bucks for a set, and the price goes up from there. The only thing free is your exam, which is a good way to get you in the office to try to sell you a hearing device. Like someone who has perfect hearing would make an appointment. I get about three offers a week in the mail for a free exam, each of which is limited to just a few people, but I can bring another hard-of-hearing human, who will also bring his checkbook, along with me. We have the technology to build a very small phone that shows you movies, sends an email or photo to China, sends texts, holds more information that the Library of Congress, and sells for a few hundred bucks plus taxes. Why someone can’t make a hearing aid that nearly anyone can afford is beyond me. Could it be that companies keep the price up because they know we all want to be able to hear? This Walker’s Game Ear might be the way to go as it’s below 200 bucks (no pun intended). A few batteries and carrying case would probably be included. Besides, it can be purchased at Bass Pro or Cabela’s so it has to be good. See you on the lake.
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