Hi Sharon and Everyone,

Yes, and here's my story. lol.

Saturday afternoon we left here at noon. We got to Fort Thompson at 
around 2 PM. We fixed a little snack, and stuff, doughnuts, and 
coffee, but guess who forgot the cups to drink the coffee out of! 
<grin> lol. It was me. lol. We had water with us in bottles. We 
wereout on the water at around 2:30 PM. We got set up and we fished, 
and didn't catch anything. Then, around 6 PM this loving couple with 
their kids asked us if we were catching any fish, and we said no. 
They asked what kind of baite we were using, and we told them, worms. 
They said they had some minnows and that we could have them, as they 
were done fishing for the day. They gave us their minnows, and it was 
a whole scoop full of them. Vernon said probably around 3 dozen of them.

We fished a while longer, and didn't catch anything. We went back to 
the camp ground, and I Praised God for the loving day out on the 
loving Pontoon boat. Vernon couldn't see the trailor, when he was 
trying to back down with it to hook on to the boat with the motor 
home. He finally got it, but it was kind of tricky, and I really 
worried about it. I prayed a lot as I didn't want anything to happen. 
I was worried about him driving into the water with the Motor Home, 
but he didn't.

He will take care of that problem, though, as he's going to put 
reflectors or something on both sides of the trailor, so he can see 
where it is when going down to the water to hook on to the boat.

The next day, which was Sunday, we were on the water by 9 AM. We just 
got set up with our poles, and Vernon caught a fish. I never caught 
any, but that's okay, next time, I will. He caught several fish that 
day, and we would fish on one side of the river, and then go to the 
other side of the river, when the water got kind of rough. When we 
went in around six PM some one who was going out to fish again 
helpped guide him down with the motor home and the trailor, to the 
boat. I helpped by standing on the dock, with nothing to hold on to, 
just my cane to keep me from getting too scared with no sides on that 
dock, and no poles to hold on to. I was holding on to the rope which 
was attached to the boat, and when Vernon told me to pull on the 
rope, I did that. He was right there with me, and I did have on my 
life jacket. We did just fine, and we got to the motor home, and we 
got in to the camp ground just fine. He was super tired, so we just 
rested that night, and we left on Monday morning around 10 AM and we 
got home around noon. It was a fun trip, and we're going to do it 
again soon. lol.

Thanks to all of you for your love and prayers. You are all precious 
and sweet, and made out of love, full of love, and so very loving! 
<squeeze> lol.

Loving you all bunches,

Pat Ferguson
At 07:56 PM 9/1/2009, you wrote:
>Glad you had a great time!  the thing I like about fishing trips is 
>that you never know what's going to happen, and sometimes you make a story.