Since both you boys were out here this weekend....no need to wax poetic on what the happenings were, but I still thought I'd post the trips photos and welcome any insight or words you may wish to add. The "on the water days" have been updated for each as well. So enjoy, and dream on till next time.Tight lines.
I had to post this one of Hans-in-ator sitting in the found lawn chair, reminds me of the Yellowstone days...ahhh.
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I hate waxing so nostalgic- but alas, I'm more at casting words than fly's. Though the season be now upon us, the weather, the job, the responsibilities have combined to thwart all ambition. I wrote a sappily poetic, possibly
"cornagraphic" (thank you Dami)entry just after my return from purcupine and left hand. I was in this "legislative update" hearing how our mythically wise leaders in Raliegh planned to draw, quarter and duly disembowel the rights and priveledges of her own Cities when, playing with my blackberry as I often do, I realized I could pull up our cheesing little fishing blog.
The inane setting and fresh memories of rising trout swept me up in a "traveresque" mood and I spent the balance of the meeting imaginatively pontificating on the eternal questions of pisctorhood, only to learn that YA CAN'T POST FROM A BLACKBERRY! So, brethern, ye are spared my former ramblings (trust me, this foray is coherent and sain compared to the former "lost manuscript").
The fishless, waterless days and hopeless nights continue unabated, while others of lesser moral charater and work ethic call to "update" on thier latest interlude- yet they post not- possibly out of sheer mercy- and I muddle along like some 18 month out missionary, anxiously returning from a morning of tracting, only to find the mailbox as empty as my creel.
Today was a truly low point. In yet another meeting, I was asked if I was available on April 17th for yet another meeting. Consulting my Blackberry, for business this time, I see the tiny little letters (snowbird) electronically glowing under the heading APRIL 17,2007- signifying a past wintery day dream and "I'm putting it down" earnest pledge. I paused breifly, then responded, "Yeah, I'm available that day".... returning home and checking the website, hoping against hope for a promised update and pictures, something to tide me over until the season ends and another dutiful winter of vain imagination begins.
(YOU GOTTA GIVE IT TO ME, That was pure cornography!)
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