Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Day 187: Familiar Grounds

 
A few more fishless minutes on Donaldson Park Pond.
When: Tuesday, November 15th, from 12pm to 12:30pm
Where: Donaldson Park Pond in Highland Park
What: Drowning more worms
Weather: Overcast, 63 degrees, variable winds at 5mph
Barometric Pressure: 29.85in and steady
Moon: Waning, 5 days after full
Water Conditions: "Goosey"

I could write a book about the memories I have of Donaldson Park, but I really don't have that kind of time.

My plan for Tuesday was to go see a few prospects in the Highland Park area before my 3pm appointment, and for the life of me I could not think of anywhere to eat my sandwich while I soaked a worm.

Duh.

For some reason or another, I temporarily forgot about the countless hours that I have spent in Donaldson Park, both on the Raritan River and the small pond near the ballfields. When I used to live in Highland Park and did not have a car, the park was my ONLY option for wetting a line. I used to spend 10 hours a clip (often without a bite) fishing for catfish in both bodies of water.

So, to Donaldson Park I went.

I could have tried the river, but I have caught some HUGE bullheads and channel cats from the pond. I was hoping the fish might respond to the warm spell and overcast weather, but they did not. The park was right in the neighborhood though and didn't interfere with my work day, so it did make for a perfect place to take a lunch break.

The cool air, trees and smell of the place were incredibly familiar, and no doubt just the same as I had left it a half-a-decade ago. I had some of the worms from the weekend in the cooler in my car, and I tossed a couple of them into the puddle while I ingested my turkey sandwich, clementines and apple. In fine old school fashion, I chalked-up another skunk and another 30 fishless minutes to the old grounds.

That's okay though.

Even without a fish or a decent bite, it was still kind of cool being back to a place that I used to call home.

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