Slime dart alert.
When: Thursday, April 12th, from 10:45am to 11:15am
Where: Sunrise Lake near Mendham Twp. and Burnham Park Pond in Morristown
What: Killing time between appointments (fishing)
Weather: Mostly cloudy, 54 degrees, N wind at 13mph and gusting to 21mph
Barometric Pressure: 30.02in and steady
Relative Humidity: 38%
Moon: Waning, a day before the last quarter
Water Conditions: Both ponds stained
I wasn't really paying attention to the other people in Burnham Park today, but I would venture to say I got some bizarre looks. I guess I've just become so accustomed to fishing in a shirt and tie that it doesn't seem out of the ordinary to me anymore.
After a 9:30am appointment in Mendham, I made my way to the next appointment in Raritan with time to spare. Seeing as I was planning to eat lunch at my desk, it seemed like a good time to take a break.
I first landed a small bass in Sunrise Lake on the way towards Morristown, and then decided to take a few last casts in Burnham Park Pond.
In short order, I hooked a pickerel from the small stone wall I was standing on. After stepping down to lower ground, landed the fish and started fumbling for my stupid smartphone.
Of course, the camera didn't want to work since I couldn't slide the touch screen with pickerel slime on my hands.
I did finally manage to get the pic taken, during which time the slime dart smacked my cuff with algae, dirt...and slime.
Now I had a problem.
I was on my way to an appointment and the cuff of my shirt was now an unpleasant mix of brown, green and...shiny. I headed to car my car to look for a rag and immediately spied my half-full bottle of San Pellegrino.
Keep in mind that none of this seems out of the ordinary to me.
So there I am in a shirt and tie with a fishing rod, pouring San Pellegrino on my shirt and wiping it off with a wool hat a found in my trunk. All the while a handful of people were watching me while they ate their lunch.
Amazingly, the San Pellegrino did the trick (mental note), and it wasn't until I was driving away that I thought maybe, just maybe, I was the token weird guy in the park.