"Redneck Yacht Club"

“Redneck Yacht Club”

     All right, this is a when in Rome kind of moment, but whatev.  There is a place on Broken Bow Lake known as Jet Boat Cove.  Jet Boats get out a race and everyone goes out and watches.  This was Dan’s favorite place, probably because there was lots of beer and float time.  This is most defiantly the “Redneck Yacht Club” because you just pull up, get your cooler out and have some fun.  

       Watching the boats is really entertaining, but, it’s really the socializing with everyone that makes it fun!  I tried to write all this down last night while everything was fresh in my head but I was so tired I just couldn’t make a coherent sentence!  So this is just going to sum up the weekend.  

     Yes, we did get some fish even though our bait was on the small side.  The first day we got one blue, two channel and one flat-head… but the flat-head was too small and had to be let go.  He literally got off the hook and will live to swim another day.  I was so excited when I reached down into the water and grabbed the line and something was fighting me!  Yes! That’s what I wanted!

     We went back and moved our traps to try and get bigger perch, although we did get some bigger perch we still didn’t get the one’s I was hoping for.  I mean you can’t go swimming at the bank without having those damn fish biting your legs but we couldn’t get the big ones to swim into the trap for anything!  How is that possible?


     Although this morning we ended up with a really good sized flat-head… which is why we went through the trouble!! There was also a baby-baby flat-head on there and a channel cat.  So it wasn’t too shabby, I mean we really aren’t that serious about it.  But I have seven bags of fresh fish in my freezer and will be making it soon enough.  I can’t wait-because fresh fish or fresh anything is the best!

     No one felt like tubing much because it was so freaking rough this weekend.  We had such big gusts of wind you couldn’t keep your plate on the table even with food on it, it even broke our awning!  So floating and tubing weren’t that fun, sure you could go in a cove but it was so covered with people that when you fell off the tube you kept wondering when one of them were going to hit you!  The term sitting duck was going through my mind many times.

     It’s funny how much you take something for granted when it’s always in your reach.  When I was a teenage, wanting to get out of that town so bad I could taste it, I couldn’t understand why anyone would drive several hours to come to Broken Bow, Oklahoma.  Now that I live in Tulsa, I understand this lake is gorgeous!  When I was there I was a Bald Eagle, several deer, a crane, countless fish and when baiting on of the lines at night an owl decided to talk to us.  My step-dad Brad can mimic an owl call and this owl was a chatty Cathy.  Of course Oscar could not understand what in the hell was in that woods making so much noise!

     The weekend went to fast, as almost all fun weekends do.  I hope to go back soon, before the Oklahoma heat has us all suffering so much you can only stay inside!  The next time we go I think we will float the river, which will be fun because I haven’t done it since I was about fourteen and Dan has never gone.  It’s the perfect thing to do when the lake warms up and it’s no longer refreshing!


Now I have to go unpack and decide if I want to make this fish tonight!


Love and Memorial Day fun,
Steph