Year in Review: Looking back at 11 for 11

Time/Date: 2020, 07-Jan-12
Location: My semi-organized tying bench/workshop

Note: this is a really long post. I'm not apologizing for it, though; 2011 was sort of a watershed year for my personal little movement, so there's a lot to go over.  Grab a coffee or a ginger ale or whatever suits your fancy, put some good background music on, and have at 'er. Sorry, no pictures, videos, music or anything in this one. 

Back in December of 2010, I wrote a post based on Thoughtwrestling's 11 for 11.

The idea was to do more (or less) of eleven (semi-)meaningful things to improve my quality of life. As everyone in the blogosphere has been pumping out year in review-type posts for the past 2 or so weeks, I figure I'd weigh in as well.

My 11 for 11 (actually, it was Fish More (& 10 other things for 2011)) were:
1. Fish more
2. Travel more
3. Walk more. Drive less.
4. Train myself to eat more fruit & veggies
5. Train Awesome to be an off-leash dog
6. Less bullshit
7. Read more meaningful material
8. Fish even more (i.e. and fish smarter)
9. Get my financial house in order
10. See more (local) live music
11. Help more.
11.a) Learn to say 'no' more

So...how do I grade myself?

1. Fish more & 8. Fish smarter
Seeing this is almost a pure fly fishing blog now, I'll be pretty detailed in this one.

Positives: On a pure 'time fishing' quantitative measure, I think I might have fished more hours but maybe a few less days.

Days where I used to work the night before at the bar, grab my gear, fish the dawn patrol & call it a day around lunchtime became a thing of the past. I started fishing bankers' hours in September: I would drop my gf off at school for 08:30, be on the water from 9:30-1530, then pick her up at school for 1630. I did that 16 outta 21 days.

Tournament fishing was introduced to me this year (once); planning on doing more of that. I even bought a boat for it!

I also managed to fish at least thrice in each month from April to December.

I definitely fished in more places: New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, Ontario, British Columbia, Saskatchewan, Maine, Idaho, Mexico and Guatemala.

As for fishing smarter: yes, I'd concur I did that. I spent countless nights reading & researching numerous fisheries & techniques for almost all of the locations in fished. I still do that; I have two more fly-rodding-for-bass books in transit that I can't wait to dive into...

I'd say it paid off, as well: I landed 11 new species of fish in 2011. See? 11 for 11! Smallmouth bass, chinook salmon, bull trout, striped bass, northern pike, Atlantic salmon, northern pikeminnow, rainbow trout, (baby) tarpon, Indo-Pacific sailfish, and dorado (mahi-mahi) all came to hand in 2011.

Neutral: I've started fly tying, and am becoming somewhat comfortable with sitting at the vice, though I require more practice & a little more dedication to get off my ass & away from reading books, magazines, blogs, etc. and sit my ass down in front of my vise. And I have lots to learn.

Negatives: I skunked out on barracuda & snook (Mexico), largemouth bass (Guatemala), muskie (New Brunswick), striped bass (Maine), and the striper I did catch on a three-day trip to Nova Scotia that saw over 30 hours of fishing was only fourteen inches.
Overall grade: A


2. Travel more
Let's see:
4+ weeks in Senegal working with 4 days of touristy stuff tacked on after in London, UK;
3+ weeks working in Mexico;
2 stints of 4 weeks each working in Saskatchewan;
2+ weeks working in Northern British Columbia with 1 day fishing in Smithers & 2 days of fun in Vancouver;
4+ weeks working in Idaho, with fishing both during and an afternoon on the way outta Boise at the end;
1 week in Mexico for good friends' wedding, including a day offshore fishing & a morning sight-fishing for baby tarpon in the mangroves;
1 week in Guatemala fishing for sailfish and being a tourist.

Yeah, I'd say 'travel more' was covered.
Overall grade: A+

3. Walk more. Drive less.
Walk more: miserable fail.

But on the bright side, I did get a kick-ass new-to-me commuter bike right before Christmas that I WILL be riding in 2012.

Drive less: You could say that I did accomplish this, considering how much I was outta town traveling (refer to #2 Travel More above).
Overall grade: D

4. Train myself to eat more fruit & veggies.
Well, if fruit & veggies meant V8 juice, Vitamin Water & beef jerky...

...ah, f**k it...
(Though I am eating an apple right now, btw)
Overall grade: D

5. Train Awesome to be an off-leash dog
Jeebus, don't get me started on this. That fast little f**ker almost brought me to tears.

I still love him regardless, but these attempts may or may not continue into 2012.
Overall grade: F

6.  Less bullshit.
This was a pretty proud but subtle accomplishment of mine:

• I cut down my RSS feed to about a dozen & a half feeds that I truly enjoy reading; 
• I'm far more selective who gets into my Twitter feed;
• I've hidden a substantial amount of people from appearing on my Facebook feed (if you fish & read this, you're probably safe from that culling);
• I cut pouring over news articles & related idiot-filled comment sections by almost 98% (that's not a pure scientific number, but pretty damn close to it).

In addition, I've cut back substantially on what some refer to as "the booze." I can count how many times I've had more than 2 drinks in a sitting on my fingers...with the wedding trip to Mexico being totally exempt from that statistic.

This wasn't an overly-conscious decision; it's honestly just sorta lost its luster with me. Traditional margaritas-on-the-rocks, poolside at 10AM in Mexico notwithstanding. Less booze = more cash, too.
Overall grade: B+

7. Read more meaningful material.
Mixed feelings on this one. I read a lot this year. A LOT.

To put it into perspective, I have 46 archived titles on my Kindle app on my iPod. Those were all read in 2011. Multiply that by roughly a factor of 1.5 for books in paper-form I read as well.

So probably about 115 books consumed in 2011.

As for meaningful...well, that's the issue...who's to say what is meaningful?

Nobel-prize winners? Yup. A few of them. And they were boring as shit. Non-fiction books by Seth Godin, Hugh MacLeod, Colin Wright, Steven Pressfield seemed meaningful to me, but as they're not as critically-acclaimed as, say, Mario Vargas Llosa, how do they measure up?

My original post stated, "but I want to read more classical and/or thoughtful literature."

Thing is, I find it hard to deal with "thoughtful" or "classical" literature back-to-back-to-back, all the time. That's why I break it up with historical fiction by Wilbur Smith, thoughtful but funny-as-hell stuff from Carl Hiaasen (my favourite) and non-fiction by anyone spouting anything useful and meaningful.

I read what I want, when I want. My list, my rules.
Overall grade: A

8. Fish even more.
Well-covered in the first section. Go read it again if you want. But I gave myself an A grade, in case you forgot.

9. Get my financial house in order.
This is another pretty proud accomplishment of mine:

• Reduced my debt load by well over $22,000 in 2011;
• Never missed a payment for anything, including my $660/month student loan payments;
• Was never more than a day or two late for any payments (mostly due to travel schedule);
• Killed one loan completely. It stood at ~$15,000 at the start of the year, including a final lump-sum payment of $9300 to put it to rest. This was a $596 monthly payment. Bonus: by paying it off early, I saved almost $250 in "insurance" fees (everybody at once, now: f**king banks);
• One credit card is at $0, another is pretty close to $0 (and one is maxed to the tits, but in my defense, my client still owes me $5300, most of which is out-of-pocket expenses);
• My half-assed attempts at travel hacking are working; the total cost of airfare for my Guatemala trip was under $400. And I still have 150K combined airline points to play with.
• I have money in the bank...and an invoice to be paid to me is still outstanding...
• My monthly expenses (rent, power, internet, mobile, student loans, insurance) now come in at under $1400. For a year, that's about $16,500 (once I kill off student loans, look the f**k out! FishBum4Life, yo!);
• I'm cooking more at home to reduce excess spending.

That being said: I have a fly fishing magazine addiction, a fly fishing gear addiction, a travel addiction, and I still eat out too much. 

Plus, my coffee addiction is epic enough to be heralded in song. 

I'll take coffee from home, made with my espresso maker (thanks again, Chris & Sarah!) or my new Aeropress (thanks again, mom & dad!) and still end up drinking one or two coffee from a coffee shop while I'm out & about tooling around. How's that for a latte factor?

Overall grade: B+ (very proud of myself but recognize there's still a lot of room for improvement)

10. See more (local) live music.

I missed FredRock 2011 due to working away (sorry Mike & Nick).

I was too busy trying to catch Atlantic salmon to really take part in Harvest Jazz & Blues Fest...though I had one super-fun night out on the Saturday, watching Ross Nielsen rip it up late-night then heading to the rugby club for a 5AM kickoff of Canada vs. Japan (?) in the Rugby World Cup, in which a former teammate was playing for Canada. I'm old-school: I brought sunglasses with me, knowing what was in store.

I did catch The Stanfields, Bedouin Soundclash, Big Sugar, Wide Mouth Mason and a few others this year. My 'like' (not so much 'love' but really strong 'like') of reggae was reignited at the resort in Mexico, too.

I'm hoping to improve on this a lot in 2012.

Overall grade: C

11. Help more.

I don't think anyone can ever say they've "done enough" to help others; there's always room for improvement in charity...somehow...

Current memberships I hold are: the Atlantic Salmon Federation, the Miramichi Salmon Association, the Miramichi Headwaters Salmon Federation, the Tarpon & Bonefish Trust, and the Nashwaak Watershed Association (I sit on the board of directors as vice-president for the Nashwaak Watershed Association).

I'm an online ambassador for Recycled Fish and on the mailing list for Stripers Forever, and I helped publicize the Atlantic Salmon Museum, including sponsoring a youngster for their summer camp.

Two-thirds of my wardrobe was donated to Community Living...though that was helping me reduce clutter more than it was an act of 'charity.'

In various auctions & fundraisers, I've spent almost $1000 in 2011, and donated over $700 to Kiva & Charity: Water

And I've picked up a metric shitload of garbage on riverbanks (that's a scientific measurement around these parts)

This isn't to brag. I've spent as much, or more space, detailing each of the other ten goals I had in 2011; that being said, do I feel good about it?

I'd say so...but there's always room for more...

Overall grade: B

11.a) Learn to say 'no' more.

In the original post, I wrote:

Some people don't understand "working for yourself" means I still have to work and it's not all fun times & lollipops. Whatever the reason, I won't be rude about it, and I'll probably provide alternative options & solutions, but I will have to say no. Yeah, I know, it sucks.

To be clear, this was not directed at anyone in particular.

But in 2010, I felt a lot of my time didn't feel like it was MY time (even though I did fish close to 70 days :p ).

To put it into perspective, the number of companies/clients/organizations that received time from me, either paid, unpaid, or rewarded with something awesome* was eleven. ELEVEN. I'm not talking a day here or there for them, either. Some of them included over 90 days out of town, others were 3 evenings or a couple afternoons a week a piece when in town, and so on & so forth.

* - rewarded with something awesome = like getting to see a lot of music...thanks again, Nick & Mike!!

My whole idea with this cutting clutter, expenses and unnecessary bullshit thing was, is, and always will be about time. My time. 

But what's the point of doing all that if I always had responsibilities to other people to give them my time?

So I cut things out:

• no longer on the executive committee & managing the bar at the rugby club anymore...but I'm still a huge fan of going to watch them kick ass in their games;
• not bartending at Lava anymore...but it still remains one of the best & favourite projects I've ever been involved with, and I wish nothing but the best of luck for them as they move forward. AND it's the only place I really like to go when I do go out;
• not at the beck & call of four companies in the geological field anymore...but I kept the best company, who I really enjoy consulting for, and as I've cleared out my "client list" considerably, I'm able to do more (& better) work for them.

Am I awesome at saying no now? Not a frigging chance. 

Am I using all this newfound time & freedom to do productive things? Not even close.

But I'm trying, and I do have the ability to either be productive...or sit on my ass & procrastinate or read or tool around town & spend money needlessly on coffee...or fish from 9:30AM to 3:30PM for 16 out of 21 days

Everyone should try this segment 11.a) sometime. Trust me. It feels good once you look back on it.

Overall grade: B

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So this is it. My look back on my 11 for 11 year in review.  A damn good year, if I do say so myself.

I haven't thought too far into 2012 yet. Tell you one thing: I am NOT doing 12 for 12. No effin' way. Too much mind-clutter involved in that shite. Just as long as I fish, walk/bike, pay off more debt, it'll be all good in my books.

All for now, thanks for reading. Best of luck to you & yours in 2012.

Mat

On slumps.

Time/Date: 2300 MST, 06-Oct-11
Location: Yellow Pine, Idaho

I'll be honest: this post might not apply to the occasional weekend warrior that fishes every second or third Saturday morning for a few hours. I understand (without any sort of prejudice at all) that, while you enjoy fishing, it's not high on the priority list; wives/kids/jobs/household chores/whatever have to be attended to before fishing can be even thought of.

This post is more for the three or four or more times a week guys & gals that are obsessed with fly fishing. Out on the water, fishing hard, for hours on end, for days at a time.

And not catching anything.

My recent (current?) slump started precisely when I released my second Atlantic salmon ever. Which happened approximately 15 minutes after I released my first Atlantic salmon ever. I was feeling pretty good about myself (you can read about it here).

Two days later, I was back at it again.

Cast. Mend. Swing. Step. Repeat.

Hours go by, but, hey, this worked the other day. I did my homework. There were fish around, too; they were jumping throughout the run & the pool. A tug! Damn, it didn't take. Oh well, there's fish around, though!

This is the first stage of slumps: overconfidence, bordering on delusion. It's almost karma that a slump is starting.

Cast. Mend. Swing. Step. Repeat.

Days go by. Changed flies. Changed leaders. Changed spools. Adjusted speed of swing. Started dead-drifting bombers. Flies are changed more frequently. Back to swinging.

Slump, stage two: self-doubt.

Cast. Mend. Swing. Step. Repeat.

Rain for a couple days didn't stop me, nor did the high water from the rain. But it slowed me down. And I started swearing.

The fish are still jumping, though. All over the place.

Stage three: annoyance

Cast (casts start falling apart).

Mend (and mend and mend and mend...and yank the fly out of the fish's mouth).

Swear (did I mention I'm now swearing aloud, and fishing by myself? Great for tourism...).

Swing (fly's hung up on a boulder...give it a tug...fish comes up with it...the fly comes loose in midair).

Swear (again).

Step (and slip).

Swear (again),

Repeat (for 12 out of 15 days).

Stage four: anger & self-loathing.

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Based on numerous experiences, in life and in fishing, firsthand or secondhand, the following are possible outcomes from here:

• the slumping angler finally catches his fish, and falls to his knees sobbing with tears of joy & elation;
• the slumping angler tells off all the Atlantic salmon (and, inadvertently, the two elderly anglers) within earshot, and goes fly fishing for smallmouth;
• the slumping angler, in a moment of frustration, purposely makes his Helios rod from a 4-piece rod to a 12-piece rod;
• the slumping angler, tired of seeing photos of fish in magazines, books a flight, hotel & guide in New Orleans for sight fishing for redfish.

Wanna guess what two-and-a-half out of four outcomes I've done?
(hint: I don't own an Orvis rod).

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This is the part that might lose me a few fans...well, I don't have any fans, but it'll probably cause a few people to think of me differently.

The following are things I hold to be true, and they tie in quite well with slumps:

"Well, you know...it's just being out there, enjoying the fresh air and nature and stuff...."

Bollocks.

If I wanted to just enjoy fresh air and nature and "stuff," I would own a backpack and a pair of hiking boots, and that's it. Or maybe a bicycle. Or maybe I'd go sit on a park bench with some breadcrumbs for birds.

I would not own a 3-weight, a 5-weight, a 6-weight, an 8-weight (4-piece), an 8-weight (5-piece), an 8-weight (2-piece fiberglass), a 10-weight, and a 12-weight. I would not be standing privates-deep in 50°F water in the rain in 25mph wind gusts. I would not be collecting Aeroplan & Alaska Air points like some sicko hoarder from reality television for future fishing adventures & schemes.

I do this because the pulse of energy, transmitted from leader to line to rod to me, when a fish takes my fly, is my crack-cocaine.

I fish to catch fish. It's what I live for (now).

And then I let them go. All of them.

"You know what they say: a bad day fishin' is better than the best day at work!"

I say this one myself sometimes. For me, it's largely true: I'd rather fish and get skunked than be at work.

But when it's howling wind, sideways rain, four or five degrees above freezing, and there's a better shot of not catching a fish than catching one...add in waking up at 4AM, spending over $100 on gas (and $35 on beef jerky?!) in three days, arguing with your girlfriend about fishing, losing flies, and chipping your windshield....

...maybe it's just better for you to go to work.

"10% of the anglers catch 90% of this fish."

I don't know if this is true or not.

If it is, I want to be in that 10%. Honestly, I want to be even better than that.

I'm not there...yet. But I'm trying my damnedest by learning one or two new things to help me reach that goal each day.

It's just this effin' slump is getting in my way.

"You can't catch anything without a hook in the water."

Yup.

That's why I go fishing in howling wind, sideways rain, when it's four or five degrees above freezing, and there's a better shot of not catching a fish than catching one. And why I don't mind waking up at 4AM, spending over $100 on gas and $35 on beef jerky in three days; and I deal with arguing with my girlfriend about fishing, losing flies, and chipping my windshield....

Random Good Feeling...

Time/Date: 2235 CST, 04-Mar-11
Location: Estado de Guerrero, Mexico

...or two. Or three.

Good feeling #1: I have decided to forego this whole job title bullshit that seems to seep out of the pores of every company.

Hey, I know, I was a part of it before, too. Not this time.

I had to create my email signature and, in seven seconds flat (minus the time spent on Google Translate), wrote the following:

Mat Trevors
Oficina Logistica y Operaciones

Translation: Office of Logistics & Operations. Think anyone will have trouble figuring out what I do? Didn't think so.

Good feeling #2: right after that, I managed to write an email of one sentence in Spanish, with proper grammar and punctuation. It took me 8 minutes, not counting the time spent searching for Spanish punctuation keyboard shortcuts. For reference, this post hast taken 4 minutes so far, one-finger tapping on my iPod. Efficiency rules.

Good feeling #3: talked some fly fishing (what else is new?) with a consultant onsite from Wyoming and mentioned my spur of the moment, barely-planned but very fun & worth-every-second-and-penny trip for redfish last November.

He thought the spur of the moment aspect was pretty cool and said, "F**k it, I'm going to start doing that. Book the ticket and go."

I thought that was kinda cool.

Bedtime reading of a hopeless case

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Street Cred (and pictures)

Time/Date: 30-Sep-10
Location: F'ton

Relationships revolve around street cred. It's not about the rap game or anything like that. Whether in social situations or a business settings, everything you do can affect your credibility with others.

I strive for positive street cred. Every time I step behind the bar at Lava Vodka Lounge or contract myself out under Cloudbreak or write a post here or Twitter or even go fly fishing (river cred?), I want it make a positive impact on someone. For example:

• In Lava, I aim to have people say the drink they're served is the best drink they've ever had. Whether it's a simple dirty martini or a classic Caesar or a Lava-exclusive Snowbird, I want people's minds to be blown. That goes for music played at Lava, too.
• My duties while working under Cloudbreak as a geologist or logistician boil down to the following: get shit done, find stuff, mitigate fuck-ups. As efficiently as possible. That's it.
• on 411#3 or Twitter, either as @CloudbreakELS or @FOAprostaff, I aim to entertain and/or inform. It might not always be positive, but readers will learn something from it.
• While fly fishing, the river cred I'm striving for is that I'm not a fair-weather fisherman, nor am I a weekend warrior. I forego sleep to fish.  I've turned down jobs & shifts & contracts to fish. I volunteer or fundraise for conservation groups. I write a blog & take pictures for fly fishing. I just want to go fly fishing.

Side note: Conversely, someone may be a fairly successful business person, drive a nice car and have money to spend, but if they spend their weekends all coked-up, picking fights downtown, or being a slutty train-wreck drama-queen, that person has no street cred with me. Their rep is douchebag or drunken whore, and I won't recommend their professional services to anyone. Or serve them in Lava.

What do you guys do to build up street cred? Fire some examples in the comments section.

Now for some tunes & some pics from yesterday's trip to the upper SW Miramichi. No fish, but lots of fall colours. Yay! Fall colours! 

(I'd rather have pictures of fish than fall colours)

I wasn't gonna let a staph infection keep me down. River cred points? I think so

One month in...

Time/Date: 1430, 28-Sep-10
Location: F'ton


Ok, it's been a month since I started this, so I decided to ask Daisy, my longest-running subscriber for feedback. She's the Head Librarian 'round these parts, so it can be safe to say she knows a little about writing. As a special thanks to Daisy, there's a little somethin'-somethin' for her to listen to below.

What does everyone else think so far? Hit me up in the comments section.

Here's the interview:

Me

daisy, it's been a month since i started writing, i need you to fill out a comment card via FB chat for me...

unless you're busy

14:25Daisy

Sure!

FYI - like the canoe pic you posted. Must blow up and frame

14:26Me

what do you like so far?

canoe pic can be done in hi-res, leave it to me

14:27Daisy

I like the witty writing, hyperlinks and the length of the posts. My only complaint is you should blog every day 

14:27Me

k...what about content?

14:28Daisy

S'great!

14:28Me

more or less of something?

14:28Daisy

No, I like how it is.

14:29Me

music selection: A, B, C, F?

14:29Daisy

B+ but I listen to folk, so what do I know?

14:30Me

ha..k. Point taken

14:32Me

Moving forward, is there anything you would like to see added or taken away?

14:32Daisy

No, I think it's great! Keep blogging about your world, that's what people like to read

14:33Me

Thanks, Daisy!

Updated Web Address

After some hand-wringing and hair-pulling (not the fun, bedroom kind, either), I got the blog moved over to its new domain name, 411number3.net

There was a ridiculously helpful person with the user name nitecruzr on the Google/Blogger help forums that got me straightened out with some links to really complicated fairly simple instructions (once I read them 3 times).

Unfortunately the blogroll did not make the boat to the Ellis Island of 411#3, so that will be updated ASAP.

I promise, with all my heart, that I will post something informative, entertaining and relevant tomorrow.

Until then, how about some music?

A Scottish band my Cape Breton-born friend told me about while we were in West Africa that I'm sharing with you while I'm in New Brunswick. Get all that?

A demain, mes amis...

“COMPLEAT”

Time/Date: 0815, 30-Aug-10
Location: Project Site, BF

It’s old English. As MacBook’s dictionary says, the “archaic spelling of complete.”

You may have seen it before, i.e., The Compleat Angler, where I stole it. Izaak Walton wrote that in 1653. Though I’ve never actually read it.

The profile box for 411#3 contains “compleat” as most posts will have some fly fishing content. But fly fishing does not pay the bills (yet) and no man is an island (unless island = me flailing in a cold, fast river while waders fill), so we’ll cover many different topics.

The Compleat Angler is referenced in The River Why, a magnificent work of fiction by David James Duncan. I strongly recommend it to anyone. You can order it online through Amazon or through a local, independent bookstore like Westminster Books.

Or you can just wait for the movie. Guys, it has Amber Heard in it. Girls, it has Zach Gilford from Friday Night Lights in it.

Not a Compleat Angler. Yet.

PS- <200 words, f**kers. You know who you are.