Lake Cumberland

It was time to break my very unfortunate streak. In the past two summers, I had caught zero fish...zero. It was time to change that. Becky got on the 'net, and secured us a lovely cabin near Lake Cumberland in Kentucky, we packed up the car, grabbed my mom and dad, and headed out.


(Front of our cabin)


(Spacious back deck)

For some reason, the folks of Kentucky decided to lower the Lake, so it was nearly impossible to find shoreline fishing. 1300 miles of lake, and we managed to find about 30 feet of shoreline. But it was our spot, and we liked it.


(View of Dad, Mom and Becky fishing in "Our Spot.")


(Scenic view from the rocks above "Our Spot.")


("Our Spot", sunset.)

Becky snagged the first fish, a small bluegill. Dad and mom quickly followed suit. Then I caught one, breaking my streak!! We all caught a handful of small fish. Becky caught a small bass, and dad reeled in this "whopper" catfish.


(I don't know how he managed to reel in this monster!)

On the last day, we rented a small fishing boat and Becky, dad and I went out. We only caught a few small fish, but we enjoyed the lake.

(Becky on the boat.)

(Proof that the streak is OVER!!)

Over all, we enjoyed the little weekend getaway at the Lake.