Sunday I drove Tim and his friend from next door, Philip, down to fish in Lake Austin. The folks running the dam have drained water from Lake Travis down into Lake Austin. If you are careful, you can cast your line without hitting the weeds.
Philip and Tim kept going almost until sundown. A boat came by with a guy waterskiing behind it. The wake of the boat washed small waves up where the boys stood. Both got their feet wet, though Tim had only damp feet. Philip got soaked. We came home shortly after that.
Monday, Presidents’ Day, the girls came with us. Tim and Emma cast for about an hour. All they brought back was weeds. We wondered if the fish had gone somewhere else while the water level was so low. Tim was convinced live bait and more time would do the trick.
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