ok first family history. I have an uncle who apparently did way to much acid in the late 60's early 70's. His favorite expression is "lsd was good to me!" He was a biker most of his life and well partied wayyyyyyyy to much. The drugs left his mind....well....less than sharp, if you catch my drift.
I spent several years in the Marine Corp. When I would come home on leave my Dad and I would take a yearly fishing trip, along with my beloved Uncle Jim.
After one partiucularly bad arse kickin I was shooting off my mouth hootin and a hollerin about how bad I had whipped them. We were at Lake Chetek Wisconsin.
During my blathering and our laughter I said and I quote" I am so good, tomorrow the gods of all thing fishing are gonna throw fish at me from the sky....its gonna rain fish....so fellas bring your metal umbrellas and your crying towels!!
Early the next morning while walking to the dock with Uncle Jim trailing behind about 25 feet, my Dad told me to look up into the air. There low and behold was a Bald Eagle, With about a 30-35 inch Northern Pike in its talons. There were several crows chasing the Eagle, and eventually the Eagle released the fish and made his escape. My Uncle Jim was oblivious to the whole thing, as usual.
Anyhow when the Eagle released the fish it fell about 75-80 feet and landed on the doc directly behind my father and I and Right at Uncle LSD'S feet.
Uncle Jim started screaming and hollering...there were some explatives involved which I will spare you, However, It went something like this:
"SOB MIKE DID YOU SEE THAT!!! THAT DAMN KID WAS RIGHT....THE DAMN FISH ARE FALLING FROM THE SKY...I NEVER SAW ANYTHING LIKE IT IN MY LIFE....HELL WITH THIS IM GOIN BACK TO THE CABIN!!!"
I spent several years in the Marine Corp. When I would come home on leave my Dad and I would take a yearly fishing trip, along with my beloved Uncle Jim.
After one partiucularly bad arse kickin I was shooting off my mouth hootin and a hollerin about how bad I had whipped them. We were at Lake Chetek Wisconsin.
During my blathering and our laughter I said and I quote" I am so good, tomorrow the gods of all thing fishing are gonna throw fish at me from the sky....its gonna rain fish....so fellas bring your metal umbrellas and your crying towels!!
Early the next morning while walking to the dock with Uncle Jim trailing behind about 25 feet, my Dad told me to look up into the air. There low and behold was a Bald Eagle, With about a 30-35 inch Northern Pike in its talons. There were several crows chasing the Eagle, and eventually the Eagle released the fish and made his escape. My Uncle Jim was oblivious to the whole thing, as usual.
Anyhow when the Eagle released the fish it fell about 75-80 feet and landed on the doc directly behind my father and I and Right at Uncle LSD'S feet.
Uncle Jim started screaming and hollering...there were some explatives involved which I will spare you, However, It went something like this:
"SOB MIKE DID YOU SEE THAT!!! THAT DAMN KID WAS RIGHT....THE DAMN FISH ARE FALLING FROM THE SKY...I NEVER SAW ANYTHING LIKE IT IN MY LIFE....HELL WITH THIS IM GOIN BACK TO THE CABIN!!!"
