"I won't eat those!" says an associate of mine. "They are garbage. Ick!" Others tell me to leave them on the ice for Eagles and Otters. Whatever I do, don't put them back into the lake as they are a course fish...garbage fish, too bony and too small to eat. I study the small fish... Continue Reading →
I'm not a complete wimp...I did have my eyes open the majority of the trip. I'm being dramatic. It is a freaky thing to know that you could plummet to your death multiple times on a voyage.
I caught three small Rainbow Trout today while Ice Fishing. As I had them on the cutting board, it occurred to me that I had "Variations of a Theme". I don't think I ever got so close and personal with fish before.
Where do I even start? How about one foot in front of the other on this muddy trail? Or how about turning down that dusty dirt road, or maybe that one? Or how about just straight through the bush? I’m just going to bush whack all over that forest, climb that mountain, wander that creek... Continue Reading →