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My rod hand hurts. Every aperture of integument clogged with greasy sweat and 70 degree dewpoints giving it nowhere to evaporate. This eutrophic urban fishery the color, clarity, and temperature of a nice bowl of miso soup.
Masquinonge? Qua? Ain’t seen one.
I busted off my lucky popper. I drank beer from the bottle and hurled long loops and stripped line like it was a job and rowed Squatto in circles under the landing pattern of Delta jets in purple Minneapolis dusk, the far shore blurry with haze. It was a sticky, humid, high summer evening. Bass were slurping, carp were jumping, the lake sang the body electric for a few minutes at dusk but nobody was playing eat the fly.
There’s a tribe for this, I know, but some of us are still in the desert. If you can’t beat them, eat the locusts.
ISO: Brutal and stupid, teeth a plus. Must like hot weather. You – not leader shy. Me – high on glue. Let’s get together.
Hola, amigos. How’s your pecker? Been a long time since I rapped atcha, but I come to you at the turn of the tide, sitting in shorts and bare feet, the weather warming and the season open, the color of my beer gone, since my last dispatch, from dark to yella, and Squatto back from Drifty Valhalla.
Which, turns out, is in Stearns County.
And then an observation: trout tying, with its soaked biots and #19 wide-gape barbless so and so’s … a companion to fine single malts. Warmwater tying, I am rediscovering tonight, is a prepubescent throwback to model airplane glue. Shit be all Zap-a-Gap and nail polish up in this silent sport.
I am not a prayerful man, and this is not in Polish, but as we turn our eyes thaw-ward to Spawn 2012 and the bounty promised unto us therein, please take the life choices illustrated below under advisement: Continue reading
When I was about 8 or 9, I caught a pike while worm-fishing for bluegill somewhere in the backwaters of upper pool 10 on the Mississippi. Let’s say it was at the point of a little island on the west edge of McDonald Slough. That sounds about right. Continue reading