Money woes, Pain and nausea, Transportation issues, and the planning I must undertake. These are some of the mine's that block my path from recreational activities normally. With my latest fall, another mine is added.
I have been wanting to get out on the Ocean and go fishing for months now. The failed boat partnership really did a number on my morale and opportunities for recreation. But I didn't let it stop me.
Shortly after the partnership dissolved I began to reach out to the Southern California fishing community through a popular Outdoor Forum and online Magazine, Bloody Decks aka BD Outdoors. The response from the community absolutely blew me away. I began to get invites for fishing excursions.
Unfortunately, I have not been able to actually go on any of these trips yet. Weather issues came up and caused the sea's to get nasty, so we ended up not going which was for the best. Plans with family and friends have also caused me to miss a few trips, though in this case I'm ok with it as I rather like my friends and most of my family. The hardest times are when my health issues are causing me to miss trips. Perhaps the scheduling was too close to another event, and for me would be too much so I have to pass. Or I have no way of getting to the harbor because I can't drive due to being on meds. Many times I've simply passed, knowing that the odds of a pain exacerbation are high and not wanting to risk being caught in a pain-nausea-pain loop which would shorten the trip for everyone and could even send me to the ER.
Yesterday, I got an invite to go fishing out of Marina Del Rey today with a gentleman named Robert, from the Bloody Decks forum, and his son and son's friend. With all of the trips missed, the time away from the water, and my recent fall I was ecstatic that I got an invite and decided that I had to risk it. I needed to get out on the water, and away from the house. Because of the fall I had already been taking it easy and I had no set plans in the way. It looked like I might be able to but should I risk it? Damn the torpedoes, Full speed ahead!
So last night I got all my fishing gear together. I found that I actually still had a lot of tackle on my brother's boat mixed in with everyone's stuff. So I had my niece take me to Dick's Sporting Goods where I purchased some hooks, weights, and a few other things that I would need. Of course my wife and niece had already been over there earlier in the day but I hadn't known of the trip at that time. Sure would have been handy to have gone with them earlier.
I also had to purchase my new fishing license since CA license's are good for the Calendar year, not from the date you purchase it. Of course, the terminal at Dick's Sporting Goods was down so we went to the Wal-Mart in the same shopping center. I knew we should have just gone to Big 5 as it took 45 minutes for someone to come help us. We would have left after 15 minutes but by then Big 5 was close to being closed and I needed the license that night. So we waited.
Once purchased, we went home. I reorganized my fishing gear and then had to prep my truck for the drive by checking fluids, tires, etc. Our truck has our camper on it and there was no way I was taking it off just for a day drive because getting it back on is a real chore. So I also had to prep the camper for travel by stowing all gear securely, unhooking the electricity, and checking all the tie-downs. I also checked the time it would take to get there, with little traffic would be about 45 minutes. I doubled it for traffic and thought that would be fine.
I woke up before 4AM as I have things that I have to do to ensure that I can make it through the drive and the day. After prepping myself I finally got on the road at a little after 5:30AM. I got gas, some snacks, and a cheap styrofoam cooler for the fish we hope to catch.
I began my drive a little before 6AM on the 14 south until I got out of the SCV. I transitioned onto the 5 south and found traffic going between 30-50. Not ideal but at least it wasn't stop an go. I continued on, traffic staying relatively the same. I passed the 210, no slow down. I transitioned onto the 405 southbound and almost immediately it became bumper to bumper stop and go traffic.
At this point it was 6:30 and I had about an hour to get there. Problem was, my GPS was telling me that it was going to take 1 hour and 3 minutes. I would cut it close but I think a few minutes shouldn't be a big deal. Though it would take an additional 15-20 minutes after I got there til we could leave the dock.
15 minutes later and had just passed the 118. I looked at my GPS and it said 1 hour 5 minutes. There was absolutely no way I was going to make it on time. I called Robert and let him know what was going on. At the rate I was going we would be lucky to leave the dock by 8:30, an hour after the agreed upon leave time. The nature of fishing is that you can miss the morning bite during the morning tide change if you're off by 15 minutes. I was not going to do that to them so I let him know that they could go as I wasn't even sure if I'd make it in an hour. He was very understanding and if it was likely I'd be there in an hour he would have waited but we'll try again another time.
All the scramble the night before. Little sleep. Over 2 hours in the car this morning. All of which i'm paying for in pain. And I didn't even get to fish.
Damn the torpedoes, they got me.
I really want to thank Robert for his invitation and his understanding. Now let's see if my pain will let me take a nap.