Tuesday, September 25, 2018
Every year when I do my last trip I ask myself that...just like I did after graduating High School in 1971. And just like that although it feels a bit different this year because, well you know, I got a bright future ahead and I'd bet ya dollars to donuts the last part of my life is going to go as well as the first...I'm gonna make it happen. On my last trip down the world famous I took this pic to commemorate the day...I don't think I even need to say a thing...everything's better than O.K.
Monday, September 17, 2018
It's something we're always waiting for. Tomorrow it'll be better, tomorrow's a new day...and tomorrow for me is ' it's over'. The only new things that ever really bothered me was the unknown of a new job so I'd have anxiety and when I got there tomorrow it was always alright, they liked me and I liked them. But the guiding thing that besides loving MP is the only thing I've ever been really really good at is going to be a hard no tomorrow. It's my identity, it's my social life, it's my work and my play...it's been everything to me and now, it's over.....but hey, we still got fish and 10 days in September so if anybody reads this and says lets go then lets go ! One of my oldest and best buddies that I went to High School with came to help me along the way . Thanks Tom....today on a ' no fishing from the boat day we hung out and bank fished at Mile 14 like the kids we were...it felt good , I guess it was good practice to get used to new things....
Thursday, September 6, 2018
I'm not complaining, really....but...we're experiencing about the longest and best run of clear fall weather as I can remember. Every morning it's cool and as we get to sunrise it gets foggy and foggier and foggier. Which is actually good for the fishing and of course promises a nice day to follow with the burn off but it's stressful for the guy running your boat here at Mile 14. Every morning with the tides at night I need to get down to where the fish will be and boy howdy, it's just not as easy for me as it used to be. Yesterday morning I make out a green light dead ahead which means I'm seeing his starboard side which means I need to bear left to avoid...which is absolutely contrary to safe boating practice. Then he changes his mind and I see red so I bear right and we cross red light to red light as we should but for a second there he was dead ahead and in the fog who knows how close...got my adrenaline running. How's this for a gorgeous all be it foggy sunrise. And oh, I decided yesterday morning that is the very LAST time I run miles downriver. When it's foggy from here on out we're entirely on the side of safety and will sit tight here at Fall-in-hole and fish until the fog clears.