OF COURSE I WENT FISHING
This snow came on top of a couple of feeble falls of 4″ & 6.” The snow plows were out, the snow shovels were used, snow blowers were started up, (or not,) and the hardware store did a land office business in window scrapers.
The village looks so much better in it’s new clothing. The white blanket covers a world of sins: scruffy lawns, unkempt yards, junk piles on city property, broken fences, and torn up roads and construction debris.
A nice, unemployed, fishing guide told me about a place to fish. It’s out below the dam at Hebgen Lake. It’s called Cabin Creek. There are still fish running up the little creek to spawn, and at its junction with the Madison there is what he called a “silt cloud” that carries debris and food. The trout line up to eat – like a line at a buffet.
I went down there and the fishing was great – my hands froze to a lovely shade of reddish-blue. The water is getting to be cold now and the fish are pretty lethargic. They take the fly with just a hint of a tug, and they walk away rather than run.
Fishing is legal in this stretch of the Madison all year. Maybe I’ll wait for a day warmer than 9 degrees next time.
Of course I had to treat myself to some good food when I got home. Simple carnivorous fare was my choice. A fried pork chop with some Sam Smith (old Brewery) Tadcaster and a pint of Hagen-Das ice cream. No salad, no beans, no bread, just my fingers and the meat, & beer, & ice cream – – – Yummy.
There is still time to run around the town – or jog, or a quick saunter. So off I go in my new snow boots. Soon the skiing will start. That’ll be good. The Army Guard X-Country Ski Team arrives tomorrow. So to the Finns and Swedes. The biathlon teams will be here shortly thereafter. Finally – – WINTER!
I just wanted to mention that Suzanne, over at CUSS, (Campaign for Unshaved Snatch,) has been having all manner of trouble lately. She’s had to admit to violating her own ethics, developing creepy bruises, eating cock, and she can’t even get the same sized underwear. Please click over to the site and commiserate with her.