The cold weather has brought back fond memories of occasional ice fishing on the Severn. Back in the late fifties and sixties, the creeks and coves in the mid-Severn would predictably freeze over every winter and I used to spend Saturdays catching yellow perch with my dog. No cooler needed, just plop 'em on the ice!
One cold Saturday I went down near Yantz Cove for a walk on the ice with Gus (my dalmation), and noticed some divers were out at an old schooner wreck by West Severna Park beach. I walked over to check 'em out, and they were coming up with BAG FULLS of fresh fat oysters! They had so many, they gave me a shopping bag full. Well, being the good kid that I was, (I went bad later), I took the bag home to my mom to make some oyster stew. Problem was, since the brown bag got wet from the oysters, about half of them came out of the bag walking home, and I was probably too cold at that point to notice. I can imagine the neighbors reactions when they saw the oysters in their lawns when they went to mow the following Spring.
"How the hell did they get up here?" Here's the funny ice fishing scene from Grumpy Old Men: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EwgvDvtqQs
One cold Saturday I went down near Yantz Cove for a walk on the ice with Gus (my dalmation), and noticed some divers were out at an old schooner wreck by West Severna Park beach. I walked over to check 'em out, and they were coming up with BAG FULLS of fresh fat oysters! They had so many, they gave me a shopping bag full. Well, being the good kid that I was, (I went bad later), I took the bag home to my mom to make some oyster stew. Problem was, since the brown bag got wet from the oysters, about half of them came out of the bag walking home, and I was probably too cold at that point to notice. I can imagine the neighbors reactions when they saw the oysters in their lawns when they went to mow the following Spring.
"How the hell did they get up here?" Here's the funny ice fishing scene from Grumpy Old Men: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EwgvDvtqQs
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