Summer Of 2019 Swish, Swish is the sound I wake up to the morning of August 6 of 2019.
I also hear the sound of my cousin Malichi’s voice,” Wake up Dyllen the fish should be jumping in Gelmark cove.”( A cove that my family named after my uncle won his first fishing Championship in). Anyway, I get up ready for a good three or four hours of fishing. On our way down to the boat dock, we all get all of our bait tied on will my uncle pulls the boat. And the second we hit the water I hop into the driver seat of my uncle's bass boat to go pick him up after he parked the truck. On the way to the cove, all we feel is the wind in my face and I am starting to wish I brought a hoodie. Once we get there we all grab our poles and start to fish, and even though we have been there 20 minutes we all have caught at least a 5-pound fish. Eventually, after another 20 minutes, we head to another spot. After the first 40 minutes of fishing and the last other spots, we head back to camp to get breakfast. When we arrive everyone is awake even some of my uncles' friends are up to having a good time eating good food. Also when we pull up into the camp all you can smell is the smell of bacon, fried eggs, rice, sausage, and other Asian breakfast foods that are too hard to pronounce, but masarap which means delicious in my family’s language according to my uncle. After a good meal we all get ready for a great time on the lake tubing, swimming, kayaking, fishing, and even sitting on the boat waiting for your family members get thrown off the tube, Once all of the fun is done in the middle of the lake we all go to the cove next to our campsite that is made for swimming. And once we are there we all get ready to swim make it safe for the little ones, so that means cleaning up our fishing stuff from this morning and putting it inside our boxes and safe away, as that is going on I am one with cleaning my fishing equipment and hop into the water to help my uncle move the kayak’s on the other side of the boat so we do not hit his friend's boat.”Ugh ooo ugh” is the noise I make getting into the kayak to help move it, but about 30 seconds later those noises are cut short by the pain that just shot up against my left elbow of a hook. So apparently my cousin Caden dropped a crankbait that has 6 hooks 3 on each end and 2 hooks got jabbed into me. Anyway, He dropped them and tried to get it as I was trying to get into the kayak but he fell into the water moving the bait closer to me and when he got the bait he started to doggy paddle back and as he was doing that he got my elbow, A little bit after that everyone was confused why I screamed until they saw the hook into my arm. When back on the boat getting ready to get the stupid hook out of me, scared to death that they are going to rip it out, and hearing them say I am a drama Queen. After finding it out, we got ready to go back to the campsite with me and my uncle to clean my wound. After that, we go back to the boat to go back to the rest of my family. And to my luck I see Caden crying for what he did to me on accident it felt worse on him than me.