Linds snapped this photo from the warmth and comfort of the car.
When: Saturday, February 25th, from 4:30pm to 5pm
Where: Bryant Park Pond in Summit
What: Freezing...and fishing
Weather: VERY windy and chilly, 38 degrees (wind chill 28), partly cloudy, wind W at 26mph and gusting to 39
Barometric Pressure: 29.62in and rising
Moon: Waxing, 3 days past new
Water Conditions: Murky with lots of waves
I had been dreading today's fishing trip for several days. I tend to keep a close eye on the weather reports and I knew the wind today was going to be no joke. I even postponed plans to go musky fishing, so you know conditions were going to be pretty tough.
And they were.
Luckily, musky fishing with Joe is only going to have a to wait a couple more days.
After some morning errands, Lindsay and I headed to my favorite place in the entire world...
The Short Hills Mall.
Although entering this palace of patience and pain can often be an exercise in masochism, it was rather painless today, mostly because I spent the majority of the time on the phone with J.B. Kasper while Lindsay swiftly darted from rack to rack and store to store.
It's become a beautiful, symbiotic ritual that allows Lindsay to spend hours at the mall without me completely losing my mind.
On the way home, we passed Bryant Park in Summit, and since I had put the waxworms in the trunk, it was time to brave the cold.
And the snow.
It was incredibly windy, and snowy, and since I hadn't dressed properly, it was more uncomfortable than being at the Short Hills Mall for three hours.
I did my best to put the waxworm somewhere that a panfish would find it, but it wasn't happening.
After 30 minutes, I retreated to the car like a wounded puppy.
And I live to shop another day.