Meeting new friends on the lake

Sitting on my dock one night, I watched a fisherman slowly drifting my way. He kept leaning down into his boat and picking up different fishing rods to cast into Lake James. As he got closer, I finally had to ask, “How many fishing poles do you have?”

“Only a dozen tonight,” he said. “They’re like golf clubs, where you use different clubs for different points on the course. I have different rods and lures for different situations here on the lake.”

“I’m too old to start learning all you already know,” I told him. He laughed and drifted on.

– Chris Schroder, President, The HOA Board of Directors