Erraaaaauuuugghhhwww!!!! Yawn, stretch, scratch, repeat. Monday again. Open one eye to the grey- at least it's before 6, I'll have time to enjoy my coffee.
I get up, still guided by one eye, stumble to the sink and fill the electric kettle. In ten minutes I'll be happy, or at least reasonably mollified. This makes me wonder who Molly was that she could be the personification of contentment, or is it resignation? The music I composed in my sleep (everyone composes music in their sleep right? RIGHT?!) is slowly fading away. In an hour I'll have no clue what the melody was.
It's definitely August now. Right on cue the first random branches have started to change color, a shot across our bow. "It's still summer, but not for long" it says. "Get it done while you still can". Also in character, we've been served with a big front moving through, blowing in much cooler and drier conditions. Rumors of salmon are already circulating. There is a tension in the air like a trip-wire waiting to be cut, setting off a deluge of weather, fish and activity, but for now we must endure the tightening vibration and rising pitch as August slowly draws its bow, aiming at fall.
This has me thinking about the goals I had set for this summer. I had written them here but never published the post. I'd say there was room for improvement, but I don't know how I could possibly have fit anything else in. It has been a very good, very busy summer. My kayak has set idle, much to my chagrin, and I live on a perfect kayaking river. In May the entire summer lay out before you, an open book waiting to be written (or read), but August is a completely different master- it is going to force you to decide what your priorities are- that camping trip, night fishing, that one river you've been wanting to cross off your list, skinny dipping on a remote beach, or that dirtbag road-trip you've thought about for the last four years. Maybe you just want to hit the ice cream stand right at dusk, when the families and bugs gather under the lights beneath a deepening blue sky as the stars emerge, the crickets chirp, and the faint scent of curing hay and cow manure drifts on the breeze. Now that's a worthy goal. Make sure you get it dipped in chocolate and rolled in peanuts- why scrimp now?
|Ethan with a Preserve brookie. He looks a little like T! junior doesn't he?|
This last week was busy- I fished The Preserve at Boyne Mountain with Ethan Winchester and The Bamboo, worked and wrote like a caged animal the rest of the week, mailed The Bamboo off to Ken Gortowski (who already has several great posts up- check them out here) and on Saturday I fished the tricos (who again didn't show despite perfect conditions) and then saw that Becca Schlaff was at the Bay Harbor Art Fair via Facebook. It was blazing hot Saturday, with humidity reaching well into the stratosphere, so I picked up some cool beverages and spent a couple of hours with Becca. Becca is a great artist, and really cool to hang out with. I felt bad for her, as the heat had driven most people to the water or into air conditioned hibernation, and she seemed grateful (or perhaps she's just too polite) to have some company. Gathering storms shut the art show down early, so I excused myself and went home.
|Becca and I at the Midwest Expo. I was too lazy to upload my pics from Saturday.|
This coming week looks to be insanely busy, with friends coming from out of town and a full personal schedule, but I vow to get some fishing in. Once this week is over, I'm saying yes to nothing. Everything henceforward will be spontaneous. I'm going to be a touch selfish even. Part of the reason is that I need to start concentrating on my Isle Royale coaster trip coming Labor Day week.
The other part is that it's August, and much like you, I have priorities to keep. I'll have to live with myself the rest of the year, and there's no greater nag than yourself.
What can you look forward to on FR this week? Well, I'm finally going to post my review of Redington's Sonic-Pro Zip Front waders, and I think I'll do one more post about The Bamboo and I. After that, it's August- let's just play it by ear.
Hey, coffee is done and we have a busy month ahead of us- let's get after it.