Good grief its still raining! There's a lot of places a person could be where your life is so dark and dreary that day after day of rain wouldn't make any difference, Seattle Washington for instance. But when you're living next to a beach you tend to want to be outside. But so far being outside has not been very frequent or very much fun.
Last night there were coastal flood warnings because of higher than normal tides, and inshore winds blowing the water even higher. The warnings predicted that the tide would be 2 feet higher than normal and probably cover the beaches up to the sand dunes. This became a concern for me because not being from around here I wasn't sure exactly what that meant for my safety here at The County Park.
I called the park office in the afternoon and they assured me that we RVers were safe in the campground, and the Gulf of Mexico doesn't "normally" flood the campground inless there's a storm. This made me feel a whole lot better since I'm not sure if the Arctic Fox actually floats or not.
I walked over to the beach just about sundown and the water was starting to come into the fishing pier parking lot, had already covered about half the beach and it was still about an hour and a half till high tide. I decided that the locals must know what they're talking about so it made no sense for me to worry about it, so I didn't. But I did look out the door every once in a while just to see if there was any water heading my way.
Tomorrow looks like it's going to clear up and get back to more normal conditions which are, sunny or partly cloudy and temperatures in the seventies. I can't wait.
I have come to the realization that I left my saltwater fishing gear in storage back in Colorado. I have a large tackle box that I keep my saltwater fishing stuff in including my old Mitchell 302 and 306 saltwater spinning reels. I carried this tackle box with me last winter while I was in Arizona, but when I got back to Colorado in the Spring I put it in storage to temporarily get it out of my way. yesterday I started looking for it and finally remembered that it wasn't in the Arctic Fox at all.
I've spent a considerable amount of time trying to think of someone to blame this fiasco on but when you're living alone passing the buck is extremely difficult, not impossible, just difficult. But I haven't given up yet on determining who could have done this to me.
What this means is I thought I was only going to have to buy a large fishing rod to fish from a pier, but now I don't have a reel either. I hate to buy another reel, since I've got two of them laying back in Colorado. What to do, what to do?
I do have a rod and reel with me thats suitable for inshore fishing, but I've found that fishing from a pier usually requires more hefty tackle than what you would use casting lures from the shore. But fortunately because of the weather I have plenty of time to give this weighty problem the considerable thought and attention that it deserves.
A cloudy, dreary day at the beach Padre Island Texas
Another cloudy dreary day at the Bob Hall fishing pier Padre Island