ALICE'S ATTIC: Camping trips were about more than fishing
April 29. 2014 1:41PM
Several years ago, when we were some younger, Dave and I and our good friends formed a fishing club. We did a lot of camping, sometimes fishing, and sometimes not!
The true fishermen would arise very early and take off in a canoe or boat of some kind, and drift down the Big Sioux River to find a good spot before fishing until noon.
Only catfish counted for the tournament, which continued through the summer, and ended with a big fish fry. There would be prizes for the biggest fish, the most, and the smallest.
I am not a true fisherman, but I enjoyed all the fun, laughs, and good food that was included. I would not arise at 5 a.m. to try to catch a stinky catfish, but, rather, sleep late on a weekend morning.
Some of our festivities were dining on squab, wild turkey, wild goose, and 16 turtles. Not the ones on the pear tree.
And, how about minnow races? Have you ever been to one? Tickets were sold and spectators would bet on the numbered minnow predicted to win. Anything for excitement in a small town.
Our camping excursions always proved quite adventurous, especially the one weekend when we all traveled to Fort Thompson.
Most everyone had a camper, but we bought a new tent to use, only to find out that it leaked the first night it rained. The tag read, "waterproof," but we found out that only pertained to the carrying bag! In the middle of the night, our sleeping bags were getting soaked. I was trying to get out but the zipper on the tent did not work.
We finally managed to wiggle through a small opening at the bottom of the broken zipper. We invaded Jerry and Dee's tent. They were kind enough to move over to one side so we could crawl in beside them.
The next day, our gang gathered to plan a play that we presented to the rest of the campers in the area. They didn't seem to appreciate it, but they probably weren't having as much fun as we were.
So, here's to dear old friends and the good times. May your memories always keep you laughing.