Remembering What It's Like


This is the longest stretch I’ve had without hitting the water in 12 years. Seasons and external forces have conspired to keep me shore bound for longer than a person can take and be expected to retain sanity. It makes a grown man confront his fears, consider options he’d normally decline.

I’ve found myself watching fishing shows, something I swore I’d never do again.*

That last and  seemingly insignificant  striper brought to the boat last fall suddenly takes on disproportionate meaning in recollect.

The windburn, the sandpaper thumb, and the line cuts have all faded away. It’s a slow and steady spiral down the path to soft and suburban.

But that’s all about to change. I’m going to Florida next week. Going to get some saltwater back in my veins. Time to celebrate. It’s been too long.

*[The lone exception is Walker’s Cay Chronicles, seasons 1-4.]

5 thoughts on “Remembering What It's Like”

  1. Had I not been to South Africa and chucked some fluff I would probably have had to wait just under six months for the lakes and the sea to thaw out before being able to fish. I know how you are feeling…..but worse.Have a top trip to Florida you jammy bugger!

    p.s….My Bag arrived from the Maldives …..yes the bloody Maldives last night.How the hell it ended up there I have no idea.Anyway the Germans came through in the end…..pffffew!

  2. if you’ve been following the gophers lately, it’s beeen a rough stretch in 2009. Swept for three series already. I can’t remember the last time that happened. So I don’t have college puck going for me now, and I’ve been ice fishing three times and didn’t really enjoy any of it.

    On the other hand, been snowmobiling twice and loved it. so it’s not all bad.

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