That would be my friend and fellow retired fishing Pro Randy Berg who stated ' ya know this ageing process can be tricky '. So as I type ( sitting in a chair of course as the desk hurts my neck ) I'm fasting and beginning my laxative treatment for tomorrow's colonoscopy. Now if there's anything more awkward than having a colonscopy from a young female doctor I'd like to know what it is . So I might not have a lot fish pics foe this issue of Mile 14 but I do have the promise of a good story....and here's what we got goin on....
We've closed down the ranch portion of Mile 14 south and what a season it was. We have a drip system on a 20 X 20 foot area that out produces the 40 X 40 and two greenhouses we had in Alaska. A couple days ago we pulled the row of tomatoes and harvest two full baskets and that's after supplying the gym, the neighbors, MP's family. our friends and the food share. We had the most gorgeous Black Crem tomatoes that are a Russian Heirloom....We donated at least 100 pounds of produce to Helena Food Share. Here's a pic of a Zucchini the evaded detection and got to big....The garden plants are so full of fruit that it's like mining when you pick as you never know what you'll find hidden away...we like it.
I was finally feeling good enough to go fishing the other morning. Well I was using that invisible leader that is new to me and on my third cast I hook a good Bass that pulls just hard enough to pull my botched knot job apart....so add a Rainbow colored Rapala shad rap to my losses. I've now lost more Rapala lures than your average fisherman has ever owned . It took a bit but I carefully tie on another and seeing a Bass surface a little farther out than a normal cast I gave it a little extra and walla....a searing pain shoots down my shoulder to my arm and I'm done fishing.....how exciting. Ya know for years I've told people that this ol life is a marathon and not a sprint. Well, for me it's turning into a sprint. But somebody somewhere has faith in me, this next pic was my fortune cookie the other night at Yatson's Chinese food , Several of my friends have suggested that I learn to bait fish so I don't have to cast.....mmmm.....nope, not, ain't gonna give it up that easy.
I haven't found anything that isn't helped by walking so I put the rod away and hiked around the lake. The fall colors and soooo vibrant and it looks to me we're an even month behind the world famous Mile 14 of the Kenai River.
Nov 7th we're gonna jump the jet. Ya know if a guy has to slow down a bit and do my re hab Physical Therapy exercises why not do it on the beach ? So being a 100 % guy I'm gonna apply myself to avoiding surgery on the neck. Strengthen the muscles, budget the activities that trigger the pain that are basically my lifestyle.....oh man, I gotta get better and I will.
The good news is that me and this new Chromebook computer are getting along splendidly. It's lightening fast and intuitive. It's going to make my winter of writing a lot easier as I move forward with Mile 14 and other writing projects......and yes, fish pics to come . See all my Team Xer buddies real soon.
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