A quick day out

Sun was shining, sky was a beautiful blue, temperature was in the low
sixties. I knocked the leaves off the trusty canoe and chased away the
spiders that took up residence over the winter. I was amazed that I was
able to find all my gear in minutes (being single, I'm allowed to keep
everything in a corner of my kitchen these days...). Total time from
thinking about it to gear loaded and backing out of the driveway (OK, not
counting the 10 minutes to u-turn so I could get the Internet fishing
license I should have printed out last MONTH) was 10 minutes. Spent 3
hours paddling around the pond working the kinks out of my shoulders,
re-learning the art of digging the paddle in to fine tune the drift, shaking
out the cobwebs in my casting memory. Got two bluegills on a black leech
(leech yarn and krystal Flash), and two more plus the first bass of the year
on a green gurgler (gurgler junkiehood reaffirmed). The wind kicked up
making it too much work to fish so we retired to the Underpass Saloon
(renamed O'Driscoll's in it's new 'Irish Pub' guise, which doesn't fool
anybody because the place is right NEXT to the farkin' underpass - where we
goin' drinking? At the Underpass - regardless of they call that bar these
days, I mean, come ON!).

Like goes on - and it can be SWEET! Unfortunately Timmaaay was occupied -
the poor bastid.

--
Stan Gula
http://gula.org/roffswaps

Stan Gula typed:
Sun was shining, sky was a beautiful blue, temperature was in the low
sixties. I knocked the leaves off the trusty canoe and chased away
the spiders that took up residence over the winter.
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Like goes on - and it can be SWEET! Unfortunately Timmaaay was
occupied - the poor bastid.

Yeah, poor me. I'm glad you got out, my friend - you deserve it.
.. . . and, yes, gurglers rule!
--
TL,
Tim
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http://css.sbcma.com/timj

"Stan Gula" wrote in message
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Sun was shining, sky was a beautiful blue, temperature was in the low
sixties. I knocked the leaves off the trusty canoe and chased away the
spiders that took up residence over the winter. I was amazed that I was
able to find all my gear in minutes (being single, I'm allowed to keep
everything in a corner of my kitchen these days...).

snippage...

Glad to hear that you are gettin' your castin' wings workin' again Stan! I
had planned to fish yesterday, but as things happen to come up...mother's
house needs repairs...replace window sill in front...dig drainage ditch in
back, so that under house will quit flooding...mow grass, um actually, mowed
chickweed, dirt and onions. Anyway, didn't get out to my church on Upp_r
Cre_k Sunday, as I usually do. Next Saturday is open of turkey season, so I
don't know when the window will get finished, the ditch will get drain line
installed, the chickweed, dirt and onions will get mowed again?

I keep tellin' myself taht it was just too pretty yesterday to fish anyway.

Op

Stan Gula
http://gula.org/roffswaps

"Stan Gula" wrote in message
news1_Xf.1331$v9.52@trndny01...
Sun was shining, sky was a beautiful blue, temperature was in the low
sixties. I knocked the leaves off the trusty canoe and chased away the
spiders that took up residence over the winter. I was amazed that I was
able to find all my gear in minutes (being single, I'm allowed to keep
everything in a corner of my kitchen these days...). Total time from
thinking about it to gear loaded and backing out of the driveway (OK, not
counting the 10 minutes to u-turn so I could get the Internet fishing
license I should have printed out last MONTH) was 10 minutes. Spent 3
hours paddling around the pond working the kinks out of my shoulders,
re-learning the art of digging the paddle in to fine tune the drift,
shaking
out the cobwebs in my casting memory. Got two bluegills on a black leech
(leech yarn and krystal Flash), and two more plus the first bass of the
year
on a green gurgler (gurgler junkiehood reaffirmed). The wind kicked up
making it too much work to fish so we retired to the Underpass Saloon
(renamed O'Driscoll's in it's new 'Irish Pub' guise, which doesn't fool
anybody because the place is right NEXT to the farkin' underpass - where
we
goin' drinking? At the Underpass - regardless of they call that bar these
days, I mean, come ON!).

Like goes on - and it can be SWEET! Unfortunately Timmaaay was occupied -
the poor bastid.

--
Stan Gula
http://gula.org/roffswaps

Way to go Stan!! Glad for you.

Don't know 'bout them gurglers though, but love that foam g Got out on
the river myself for a little foam-related R & D g

Keep up the good work Stan and keep on keeping on and sharing it with us.
Good luck.
John

Stan Gula wrote:

......... Spent 3
hours paddling around the pond working the kinks out of my shoulders,
re-learning the art of digging the paddle in to fine tune the drift, shaking
out the cobwebs in my casting memory. Got two bluegills on a black leech
(leech yarn and krystal Flash), and two more plus the first bass of the year
on a green gurgler (gurgler junkiehood reaffirmed)......

Good stuff, there. Keep 'em coming.

JR wrote:

Stan Gula wrote:

......... Spent 3
hours paddling around the pond working the kinks out of my shoulders,
re-learning the art of digging the paddle in to fine tune the drift,
shaking
out the cobwebs in my casting memory. Got two bluegills on a black leech
(leech yarn and krystal Flash), and two more plus the first bass of
the year
on a green gurgler (gurgler junkiehood reaffirmed)......


Good stuff, there. Keep 'em coming.

indeed.. today i've noticed the remarkable and meaningful beauty of the
bloom of dogwood trees. for those of you who don't know or have
dogwoods...well, though not the of the same hue but certainly of the
same art, think of native brook trout (or cutthroat) in spawning colors.
yup...keep 'em coming.