The faint glow of sunrise began to peek past the curtains. It was time to jump out of bed for a cup of coffee. I quickly padded out onto the deck. (Coffee tastes better when enjoyed outside.) A dozen wild turkeys rounded the corner of the house and we spooked each other. They made a quick exit into the nearby woods. I admonished myself for not having the camera ready.
Jimmy and Chris were up drinking coffee when I reentered. Jimmy had begun to rewrite the scripts onto poster boards. Chris had already started a stew for lunch and was checking e-mail. (They are always working.)
Pat Turner arrived. He is the talented photographer and videographer that helps make Jimmy’s show, so darn good. We left the house to find a spot to shoot the commercials. The wind seemed to follow us everywhere. Holding the cue cards was like hanging onto a sail. However, we got them done by lunchtime.
We jumped in the boat to shoot more footage and some stills. Then we began to fish in earnest. The bite had slowed from the previous day. We managed to get a couple dozen fish boated. Jimmy fished the new, Road Runner, Marabou Pro 2.0 in the chartreuse shad color.
I stuck with an old favorite; the chartreuse, Road Runner Head with a white curly-tail. Jimmy clearly out-fished me with the new lure. With the water surface whipped up by the wind, the larger profile of the marabou attracted more fish.
Jimmy was impressed with the new Road Runner’s action. You could see the feathers undulate in the water beside the boat. Jimmy’s enthusiasm was infectious. He laughed every time he landed a Crappie or Bass.
After giving up hope that the Houston’s might adopt me, I said my goodbyes and started home.
Have a blessed Thanksgiving, – TJ