...Keep on Going!

For those of you who have read Mom's latest comment on the last post, you're ahead of the game.

Mom wasn't enjoying her time in Dun Morogh lately for several good reasons -- which, roughly in order, were: 1) snow, 2) more snow, and 3) lots of snow. Dun Morogh isn't exactly tropical, and since Mom lives in the north woods, she was getting a bit tired of seeing lots of snow both outside and online.

So a few days ago we both logged in, and I took Jolynne on a one-way tour to summery Elwynn Forest, courtesy of the Deeprun Tram. This was a major excursion for Mom's alter-ego, which she quite enjoyed.

After setting her up in the charming and unpretentious Goldshire Inn, I introduced her to the fine art (science?) of fishing later that week. It took a little figuring how to cast and click on the bobber, but once she got the hang of it, she was reeling 'em in like a pro. It wasn't long before she caught her first edible fish! I advised her to stay well to one side of the island, as we didn't want to pull any vicious murlocs. Jolynne is still level 5 and I'm sure the local fish-men would find her easy pickings.

Mom says this is the most fun she's had in the game, which I find amusing since I also like to fish on my level 80s. I know, I know, most players think fishing in Warcraft is boring and only force themselves to do it when they have to. But Mom and I both come from a long line of fisherfolk (a long monofilament line, you might say) so I attest that it's in our blood. On a lake, on the computer, doesn't matter -- have fish, will... er... fish!

Whether this means that Jolynne will spend the rest of her days at level 5 beside Crystal Lake or not, that remains to be seen. But one thing I like about Warcraft is that there are so many different playstyles to choose from. For now it looks like Mom is having a halibut time, and I know her readers will be waiting with baited breath for her next cod-given adventure.

By the way, stinky fish jokes aside...

Today is Mom's birthday. For "reels"!!!