Monday, April 23, 2012

Monday Morning Coffee- April 23

Auuggghhhh.  Yawn, stretch, scratch, repeat.  Let's have some coffee.

Well I worked long days and had busy nights last week, so I didn't fish much.  I've been working, fishing and writing so much since I got back from the Expo that conditions on the home front have gotten pretty medieval.  When the weekend rolled around, I decided I needed to stay home and be domestic for a change.  It was quite the adventure.

First I scaled the mountain of dishes teetering precariously everywhere.  It was a grueling climb, and when I got through it the view was magnificent and I discovered that I do indeed have counter tops.   Novel.  Next I waded into the fetid swamp that is my living room, machete swinging at my side.  I folded laundry and PUT IT AWAY.  I will get reacquainted with my dresser now, or at least until I lose that little war of attrition again.  I wrestled my tools back into their places, narrowly avoiding injury, tossed old newspapers and sorted through mail.

Then I faced my most daunting and dangerous challenge- the refrigerator.  Talk about a science experiment gone wrong.  Again I forged ahead, tossing old milk and orange juice with aplomb, weeding out the mushroom farms and items of dubious vintage.  When I was done I could actually see in there.  If I ever waste a rotisserie chicken again I'll be sick.

Recycling got done, cans and bottles returned, the cardboard boxes that seem to keep showing up on my doorstep of late got broken down and removed from the premises.

I'm not done yet.  By the time Sunday evening rolled around I couldn't take it and ran out and fished for a couple of hours.  I caught three more steelhead, and got my keister kicked by a really big one that took me into the wood faster that it takes to think about.  The run is nearly over, and I broke a BOA cable on my Simms boots- not happy about that.  My fishing may be over for the next few weeks until I can get them serviced.  If you break a boot lace you can usually make do, break a BOA cable and you're royally screwed.

Where will this new venture into domesticity take me?  It's hard to say, but I envision clean floors, new blinds and maybe, just maybe organizing my tying bench so I can actually USE it.  Maybe I'll set my surround sound system back up, or sell it.  When there's no longer a bucket of dirty water with paint tools in it in the kitchen I'll know I've made it.  Until then I'll keep at it, face to the wind, sweat pouring from my furrowed brow, my hands smelling faintly of bleach.

still working up the courage to wade into this one....


If you missed it then be sure and read my interview of fiberglass rod builder Shane Gray.  I also shared my steelhead season-in-review on Saturday, so check that out.  This week I'll be posting my interview of bamboo rod maker Lou Burhart of Brack Hill Tackle.  Next week I'll be posting my final interview for awhile, that of Au Sable River guide Kelly Neuman, and we'll be giving away a half-dozen streamers and a nice water-proof fly box to go with it, so be sure and look for that.

Well, coffee is over and it's time to get to work.  I'll leave you with a picture of my pretty girl from the weekend. Have a great week, get lots done, and if you get a chance, get outdoors, even if it's just for a walk.

Let's get after it.


12 comments:

  1. Be careful! A fully domesticated male is a male that loses his grip on the outdoor world.....and we can't have that. Stay strong!

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    1. I'm still classified as feral, meaning I can eat people food but still hunt my own game.

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  2. I feel like cleaning now!Thanks Jason! Nice post.

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  3. Whew! I am on time for MMC this week! Domestication...huh. Wonder why those strange feelings come over each of us from time to time! Lol. Love the fish... Don't love the BOA's breaking... I'm going to have to be more careful now....That's weak sauce!

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    1. I run this like a Swiss train. You snooze, you lose. With a broken boot, my place could get a cleaning it hasn't seen in awhile. Of course, there is my kayak....

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  4. Wife was out of town last weekend, so I fished and lived in my den. Guess what I'll be doing for awhile after she gets home this afternoon?

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    1. Don't you mean before she gets home? How long have you been married Howard?

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  5. Wow, reading about all that housework made me exhausted. I think I'll go fishing. Find anything you could use for bait?

    Mark

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    1. There were a couple of things living in the fridge that would do in a pinch.

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  6. Hope the cleaning karma brings on the fish for you. I 'd clean some nasty-ness for some pretty steel.

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    1. I got some steel in return. What goes around...

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