It was a cold and rainy morning... but beautiful!  Cory picked me up early for the fishing expedition.  We lost a little time due to cows on the road (Cory called it an Irish traffic jam), but we made it to Headford amazingly on time.

Cory told me our guide's name would be Tony.  I said, "Tony?"  That didn't sound very Irish.  He wasn't.  His name sounded like "toe-me" so that's what I called him.  I heard Cory call him Tommy.  So we had these champion fishing guides originally from Poland taking us out on Lough Corrib in their tiny little boats.  Cory and I with one guide, a father and son from Poland in the other.

We fished for pike.  Neither boat caught many.  I guess I have to work on setting the hook.   Cory has told me this before,  I need to be more forceful.  But we all got to bring in a pike or a trout.  Sweet.

Tommy said something about breaking for lunch in a couple hours and that's when our guides learned I was a vegetarian.  Tommy quickly got on his cellphone to call Jack on the other boat.  They were speaking in Polish, but we knew what was going on.  Jack caught a trout for my lunch!  Cory asked if they could catch him some sea scallops :)

We got off the boats for lunch.  Before I knew what was going on, I was told to go to the front of the boat and Tommy told me to get on his back and said they ferried all their clients like this.  I did as I was told and then saw there was NO WAY Cory and the other men were going to take a piggyback ride to dry land from these little Polish guys!

I think I by far had the best lunch.  The guys had kielbasa and chicken.  They didn't ask Cory how much he wanted.  They just piled stuff high on his plate.   It was funny-- they could understand us when we were talking, but generally they kept speaking in Polish.   But we got along fine.  The guys would talk fishing. I did notice them laughing when Cory asked me if I had found the ladies room.  (Brat!)

Back to the boats... I wasn't taking another piggyback ride and I didn't need a guide to hold my hand as I hopped across rocks back to where I could climb into the boat!  No way.

Once we were fishing again, Tommy said I was an "iron woman."  Cory liked that.  I thought "princess" might've been more like it.

It took some time, but we did eventually find J, K&D.  Looked to me like they had a pretty fine day of their own.