|moo to you too...|
Hard to believe another week flipped by, with very little fishing for yours truly. I have to quit this working-for-a-living thing. I live on the water, am working on the water (2 jobs) and cross an awesome trout stream to get to one of the jobs, so what's the problem? Long days and a lack of preparation I guess. Last night was my only time I actually fished this week. I must do better.
Blogger was down for awhile last week, which put a crimp in my blogging style. Next time I'll have to write my posts in Word and paste them. It made for an odd week. Not that I had any time to write. I'm getting a laptop to try to expedite things, I think that not being chained to my desk and office will help. I'll have about five more really hectic weeks this summer before work settles into a regular schedule and I'm able to give more attention to FR.
|seriously, I was not holding an auction|
Some friends had a little talent show this weekend and I was asked to do a fly tying demonstration, which I did before the actual "talent" part got started. I lectured on the evils of hair fashions and feathers and then tied up a big black bunny streamer- something people had a snowballs chance to see from across the room. My friend Terrance was there as well adding some local color. I just thought you'd like to see some of the nut-jobs I fish with. Strange doings in Cross Village.
|you don't want to meet this guy in the woods while mushrooming.|
|Terrance hands out the "Getting Lost" award to his daughter-in-law|
Well, I have to get some work done today- it was too cold (light frost) to get started early anyways, but my excuses are wearing thin. Let's get after it. Oh, that's right, you already have, it's just me sitting at my desk halfway through the day. Have a good week- I have some decent posts in the lineup for the week so keep an eye out for them.