After more than days of flood gates, our tailwater here on Lake Taneycomo is somewhat back to normal. This has been a rare event, having to substitute flood gates for turbines but one that makes you think, "What if?" Having 57-degree water run through the system, we see the effects it has on a fishery.
Generation has been interesting this week. And for that reason, I have delayed writing my report because as soon as I get one written, the U.S. Corps of Army Engineers turns on eight flood gates and everything changes. So I'm going to try to get it all in before the next change.
There's been very little generation on Lake Taneycomo for three full days now. This does one thing to at least the upper lake here -- it warms up the water. Daytime temperatures have been in the upper 60's to upper 70's and sunny, so the surface water temperature here at our dock is now is 56.6 degrees, up from 43 when the water runs.
One Cast is in it's 102nd day. One Cast started in January. We make one cast every day off our dock to see if we can catch a trout. Then we post it on our facebook page and to youtube.
It's fun, lots of fun! Start watching, I hope you agree.
I was incredibly bless this past Sunday to spend the day out at the Bass Pro's Legends of Golf, PGA golf tournament at Top of the Rock. I acquired a VIP pass from a friend which gives the possessor access all the public venues, closer access to the players while they play and free food and beverages at the Buffalo Bar and Osage Restaurant.
I was reading Luke 17 a few days ago, and wanted to write what I observed in this Scripture passage. I don't know if the verses 5-6 and 7-10 relate to each other, but they are two threads of thought Jesus shared with His disciples.
The first is when the disciples ask Jesus how they could get more faith. Jesus replied that all they needed was a small amount of faith (in God), as small as a mustard seed. He then used the example of ordering the mulberry tree to uproot itself and re-plant into the sea.
I get frustrated with myself on so many fronts, I can't keep up.
My memory, but I don't drink water. Don't like water.
My attitude towards people. My mannerisms. Anti-socialite. Supposed to love people and help them. I want to throw up my hand and say, "talk to the hand." Don't bother me.
How I use my time. This is a biggie cause everything else derives from what I put into myself. Thoughtless hours looking at facebook feeds.
Hopefully this is the start of a new leaf, turned over. Or something like that to keep me posting here on my personal blog.
It's been hard to find time to keep up with all I've started on the internet. Bit off more than I can chew, for sure, but I wanted to communicate my thoughts that may, or may not, help others in their fishing endeavors - or life endeavors, whichever comes closer.
