- My First Day of Fishing in ’06 
- My First Sunburn of the Season
- My First Witnessed Canadian Goose Battle 
- My First Witnessed Watersnake 
- My First Snake in the Path of the Season 
- My First Fish of the Season 
- My First Fishing Induced Injury of the Season 
- My First Real Day of Fishing Peace
It was, as you might have guessed, a very good day.
 At Sawhill Ponds.
 Seemed to be males chasing each other off, from what I could tell.
 About 10 feet to my right, I saw a swiftly swimming brown colored stick. A couple of seconds later, I moved.
 Pictured. My best guess is that it was a Corn Snake, but I know very little about snakes.
 A nice, thick 7 or 8 inch bass. Following that, I caught another, smaller bass, but after that I caught nothing but Bluegill all day.
 Not, as you might expect, a hooking of my own body part. Instead, a Bluegill that I’d caught jerked in my hand, stabbing me in the process with a dorsal spine. This, in turn, caused me to drop the fish – dorsal spine down – onto my foot. In an unfortunate coincidence, the dorsal spine punctured the place where my toenail would be if it wasn’t growing back. Blood ensued, picture hereg.