It’s that time again. Crap must be reorganized. All that is old shall be made new, or at least all the old shall be made to be put in new Akro-bins from my new favorite store. On the docket: reorg the warmwater materials storage, reorg and restock the early season-slash-go-anywhere trout box, inventory tippet, clean some lines, lube some reels, wax some ferrules. And what’d be smart is to get a head start on tying for the spring stands on the ROP. And prototype some warmwater monstrosities.
Ah, what’s the point … we’re all going to die. Continue reading
Insomnia struck. I extracted a book from the shelf in the dark, crept downstairs, turned on a lamp. Came across this passage past midnight on couch:
“He is plucky, game, brave, and, when hooked, unyielding to the last. He has the arrowy rush and vigor of a trout, the untiring strength and bold leap of a salmon, while he has a system of fighting tactics peculiarly his own. I consider him inch for inch and pound for pound, the gamest fish that swims.”
– Dr. James A. Henshall, Book of the Black Bass, 1881
And Book of the Black Bass is my new band name, so step off.