Like it or not, most of us ( I only say most because some of us may be women, and I have never figured them out. I can't speak for them.) will have a mid-life crisis at some point. Contrary to the name it may not be near mid-life. I'm having mine right now, and I think it is right at mid-life because I'm pretty sure I'm not getting out of this mess before 114. Why should I get a break? Some of us get the hot young blonde girl friend. ( I once had a hot young redhead and I still regret marrying her every day, kind of turned me off on the blond. ) Some of us get the the little red sports car. Had one of those, and it was fun. I got new scuba gear. I think I can meld my middle age melt down into mto my previous mental abnormality in that I can now dive my favorite places to fish and maybe see why the heck they are what they are. OK, take bets on spot number one now......... Was there a bridge in your guess?
By the way, I earned the name Diver Dan. Even discounting my time on Subs, I still have more time underwater than some submariners. Down in the deep there's adventure and danger, that's where you'll find...... Can you name the song?
I have two rods to finish. My 14' T&T and my 17' 11 wt T&T. Despite the fact that God seems to have decided to take potshots at my family all summer long, not all of us made it out alive, and I half expect it to start raining frogs any minute, I am going to get it all done before Fall. I need the 17'er before the Fall Walleye run. I really want to hit near mid river when they are whacking shiners in the dark. If they do it this year. You never know.
Some of you may have wondered where I have been lately, well don't because I am not going to explain it all. I will summerize, It has not been good to be a part of my family, friends or my Lives. In some cases, it has been fatal. I have a brother that as soon as I get within reasonable range of, I plan to rearrange his mug. I have a whole new outlook on life, and I have zero room for jackassery, despite having little to begin with. I am not joking about my brother. I will forgive him just after hell freezes over.
Despite the small amount of fishing I have been able to squeeze in between crisis after crisis, I have become very comfortable spey casting with my left hand on top. I have become almost as good left hand on top as right. I'm actually kind of proud of it.
I broke two Smallmouth records this Spring. The 2 lb. tippet and the 17 lb. tippet. Got them both the same day. Thought that was cool. My buddy Bill was my net guy for the 2 lb. record. He gets a bunch of the credit for me busting it. You don't break a 2 pound tippet on your own often. It is actually a good story and I have photos. I will post them when I have time. I was wearing my Rainy River Spey Club shirt for one of them. I think.... I love the shirt.
I'm still waiting for the new home for the healing waters 8 wt. I can't believe I am having this much trouble giving away a rod. All I want is a wounded vet who wants to fish. Look up the thread and bump it for me.
My house looks like a disaster area. I have let my cleaning go South on me. I hope to get caught back up with that soon. My dog who turned two last week, has turned out to be the best little dog. She has been a bright spot in the world. She won't let me fish when she's with, but she's still worth it. I may have mentioned in more than one place, after my last dog died, Speedy, I would miss him more than some of my relatives when they go. I joked that one of them rhymed with Aunt Shirley. It was a joke. It was Aunt Shirley. I almost lost her a month ago. She fell on the walk in the back yard before sun came up and layed there for 13 hours in the sun on a 90 degree plus day because my worthless crackhead cousin who was supposed to do her hedges that day was off being his usuall worthless self. Still happier with him than my ...... brother. Insert your favorite cuss words. I may not be that happy with her but she deserves better than laying 13 hours on hot cement.
I am hoping things become a bit calmer. If not, I at least have new ways to cope. Underwater photos to follow, and a nice jailhouse letter till I post bail for beating my brother into a pink pulp. Is it a crime to give his wife a severe wedgie? Will it work with a thong and Oh my God please get that picture out of my head!
I feel better now. Thanks