Thursday, April 23, 2009

Yards mowed, fish in the Red River are safe...

...and it's about time to throw the steaks on. Put the 29-0-5 fertilizer on the lawn Tuesday, have been watering a lot and raised the mower blade one notch, to encourage growth. The key is to water, so that the fertilizer doesn't burn your lawn, but not too much. To much water establishes a weak root system, because the roots don't have to "travel" as far to find their water source. A good dampening in the AM will provide adequate water, but also burn off as the day progresses. Therefore forcing the roots to burrow deeper and ultimately developing a strong long lasting root foundation.

As for the steaks, we are grilling fillets fresh from Sam's, yep that's right, Sam's. They have in my opinion the best meat selection outside of a true butcher shop going. Blows Kroger, Randal's, Brokshire Bros., Target etc. out of the water. I will be using the "restaurant method" often talked about but seldom tried. It tends to render a very tasty steak. Remember to under cook your steak if nothing else, it will continue to cook while resting off of direct heat. I learned that while I was apprenticing as the worlds oldest bus boy at Outback in College Station. Apparently the GM didn't think I would interact well with customers, so he decided to let me begin my duties promptly upon their departure.

The large mouth bass in the Red River will sleep safe again tonight. After many attempt to lure them to bite my lead laden, plastic, hyper color craw fish, I conceded and vowed to return with a vengeance another time. I did hook a large female the other day and with my mind still in the saltwater, trout and red fish mode, I "horsed" her too much and as she rolled revealing the biggest whitest belly you ever saw, broke me off, 12lb Stren line split like a strand of dental floss being pulled through my bicuspids. I went Mike Iaconelli and yelled and screamed to no avail. At least she'll have to feel the shame of having a black/watermelon with chartreuse tipped craw fish hanging from her lip when she goes back to mingle with the other black bass. The lack of boat, the plentiful snakes, and sunning alligators within casting range make wading a bit of a quagmire. After watching the pros at the Bass Master Classic fish this very spot, I thought it was just a matter of putting a line in the water. I guess that's why those guys have terminal sun glass tans and a lifetime supply of Pemmican beef jerky and Stren fishing line. What a great way to live. But I must admit, bass isn't the most tasty, I think if I were fishing for a living I might have one catfish rig on the boat just to make sure I bring home some bounty, if the coveted Missouri Land O Lakes Bass Invitational trophy doesn't finds it's way to my mantle.

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