It could appropriately be said that I have been gone fishing for the last two wks. I'll leave it at that.
Being w/o internet service or email for 2 wks is like being up so and so creek w/o a paddle. Or like being lost in the woods w/o a compass or a match. Almost. I ate well. I'll tell you about it over time.
In the downtime you could have read some of my stuff in the Mille Lacs Messenger and Compass magazine and in Outdoor News.
There is nothing like fishing way up North in Canada w/ your lifelong buddies - you knew their Moms and Dads and dead brothers. You know why one washes his feet in an icy Canadian Lake at 7 in the morning( it has to do w/ his mom), why another walks on tiptoes, and another drinks and is sad, while another drinks and is happy and so on. Why some are fat and some are not( it has to do w/ what they eat) and I love them all just as they are. There is plenty of joy and laughter and plenty of good food and so much more.
It is good to be back, too.
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