Foiled Again…

Salted Cilantro Fish3Hello and welcome to the blog.  Sorry about the cheesy pun.  It’s gotten to be a habit.

Today was an interesting day.  I woke up in the middle of the night after dreaming about fishing… likely because I’d recently given a friend some trout to enjoy.  She’d grilled it and liked the fish.

After waking up and thinking about angling, I remembered Brian, the fishing legend who is a department head at the Walmart in Decorah.  He’s a heck of a nice guy and a guru of ichthyological recreation (fishing).

Brian recently mentioned trout that he’d cooked by simply stuffing it with a stick of butter and wrapping it in aluminum foil on the grill.  I could practically smell it at 2:00 this morning as the usual aches and pains went about their morning torture session.  The cats came in as I thrashed around, hoping to get some limbs to respond enough to hop out of bed.  All I had to ask [in our own vocabulary] was “Jesse, hungry for trout fishy?” and the cat’s head extended like a giraffe,  those bright eyes looking expectantly, his tongue swiping the mouth in anticipation..

Jesse James strikes

He’s a thief, hence the name “Jesse James”…

I figured, why not?  It’s been physically demanding at work and though I love the new job, having a day off is something that one should enjoy to its fullest!

This morning I went to a special location.  Most fisherman have a secret place they do not mention to others; the same goes for a favorite bait.  I arrived at such a place at 5:58 AM, with barely enough light to be able to tie on a treble hook; the sun was just coming up.

The fish were aggressive.  In fact, I cannot remember a time in 40 or so years of trout fishing when the action was faster.  I threw two small ones back and excitedly filled the limit of five… in just 40 minutes!  The thrill of catching fish just never wanes!

Oh, it's as much fun now as then!

Oh, it’s as much fun now as then!  (Approx 1977)

Upon returning, the fish were cleaned and the new suggestion from Brian was tried.  I cut a stick of premium butter  lengthwise and stuffed two fish – one for kitty Jesse and one for me.  Mine had the cilantro; both were generously covered with freshly ground salt.  Brian (as always) was spot on.  The butter – which had browned in the foil packet – added a rich flavor.  Jesse agreed.  He paced, sniffed, and suddenly grabbed his fish by the skin, trying to drag the whole foil packet away.  I’ve never seen that cat go so crazy over trout.

The other kitty did not share the interest.  Tonight intrepid little Serena opted for her favorite – a plain McDonald’s McDouble.  After her sudden illness last week, she’s doing much better and is ready to go camping one day next week.  Perhaps we can check out Central Park — just a few miles down the road.  I’ve also spotted some other nearby areas that promise to provide some outdoor fun,  too!  Stay tuned.

Take care and thanks for stopping by.  If you wake up in the middle of the night and have an impulse to go do something fun… do it!  You never know when or where some of the happiest times will find you!

Have a great rest of the week.  Happy, safe, and FUN travels — always!

Brad, Serena, and Jesse James
Jones County, Iowa



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About VanTrekker

I am a former vandweller in Eastern Iowa who, for several years (off and on), lived in a 2007 Chevy cargo van. I still travel around Iowa with my tortoise shell cat, Jennifer Stefanie. Our favorite place to explore is the Country Heritage Community, the four far northeastern counties of Iowa (Clayton, Winneshiek, Allamakee, and Fayette). Ride along as we fish in pristine trout streams, enjoy fine home cooked camping meals, and meet new people. It's all possible on a shoestring budget. Happy travels always! --- Brad, the "Van Trekker"

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