Time/Date: 0130, 19-Nov-10
Location: the woods of NS
The title of this post says it all. You can check it out here.
Included on the page is a semi-cool pic from Girl Talk's performance at FredRock. That shit was nuts. In the fun, Las Vegas-kind of way. Just a wholesome good time.
(Girl Talk just released a new album, btw)
Here's a clip from FredRock. Not the best audio, unfortunately, but pretty sweet view:
Here's "Play Your Part (Pt. 1)"
All for now, sleep tight.
18 November 2010
Ipod Photo Phun
Time/Date: 1845, 18-Nov-10
Location: Undisclosed former gold mine in Nova Scotia
I brought my D-SLR on this trip for the trip to Louisiana and figured I'd maybe shoot some pics of the project area too.
Then I got here and realized how dreary of a place it is. The constant overcast weather & continuous off & on rain doesn't help, either.
The forested area the drill rig is focusing on is just like any other forest. Funny thing about a lot of project areas, especially in Canada: see one, see them all.
Strolling around the abandoned mine & mill site provided some semi-interesting shots though. Enter Hipstamatic & Plastic Bullet on my ipod touch.
(get them on iTunes here & here)
It's still dreary, but at least the photos look kinda cool.
Music: Deftones. I could write three posts on them; they've been one of my top 2 favourite bands for quite a while. But I won't. Give 'em a listen.
Location: Undisclosed former gold mine in Nova Scotia
I brought my D-SLR on this trip for the trip to Louisiana and figured I'd maybe shoot some pics of the project area too.
Then I got here and realized how dreary of a place it is. The constant overcast weather & continuous off & on rain doesn't help, either.
The forested area the drill rig is focusing on is just like any other forest. Funny thing about a lot of project areas, especially in Canada: see one, see them all.
Strolling around the abandoned mine & mill site provided some semi-interesting shots though. Enter Hipstamatic & Plastic Bullet on my ipod touch.
(get them on iTunes here & here)
It's still dreary, but at least the photos look kinda cool.
Music: Deftones. I could write three posts on them; they've been one of my top 2 favourite bands for quite a while. But I won't. Give 'em a listen.
16 November 2010
Update with some tunes
For now, please accept this as a reasonable facsimile of a post, with, of course, some music below.
Here's what's up:
- I decided to complicate my life a bit by taking on an additional contract for a drilling program in Nova Scotia. This came up at the last second (called on Friday, onsite on Monday) but it seemed like the right thing to do (at the time). I'm not entirely sure what's in store for 'Geologist Mat' in 2011 (yet) and I have to finance this (fly fishing bum) lifestyle I'm working on somehow. I'm still finishing up data compilation from the project in Burkina Faso while I'm here, so I'm essentially working two contracts at once.
- This is the second project in a row for me that is predominantly en français. I consider this a bonus as I still need (a lot) of practice. I'm kinda pissed at myself for not speaking the language since returning from West Africa, especially since my gf est une belle francophone.
- I think I figured out this font issue I've been having in some posts. My next task is to learn how to embed a music player. If you rather the youtube versions, please let me know (it'll save me some time).
- The trip to Louisiana for redfish is still on!!! I (somehow) negotiated that into my contract with my client. I'm super-pumped for it (only 5 more sleep!!!) but have yet to cast my new saltwater rig (i.e., old rod & reel with new saltwater flyline; see this post).
- I'm probably going to (significantly) stimulate the economy of the Gulf Coast while I'm there (hence taking this contract I'm on). Some of these redfish flies go for about $10 a pop!
- Two weeks or so ago, I wrote about the latest issue of Catch Magazine being released online. I should have held of for 3 hours on that post as I received the email alert from This Is Fly (daily blog here) about their new issue. Click on the image below to check it out; they have great photography, art, music and, of course, fly fishing.
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| Current Issue of This Is Fly |
Here's some Citizen Cope. I've been listening to the Clarence Greenwood Recordings (a lot) while finishing up data compilation.
10 November 2010
Yes, I'm alive...and you should be thankful you are, too.
Time/Date: 1900, 10-Nov-10
Location: F'ton
This is probably the longest I've gone between posts. And this isn't even a full post...
Short version: been busy working on geo data & slinging booze at Lava & helping out at Fredericton Outfitters. And throw in about 30 hours of a flu-induced coma. But that's neither here nor there
Tomorrow is Remembrance Day. It's kind of important. I urge you to do something tomorrow to honour those who have served. Go to the service. Or turn on the radio & observe the moment of silence. Even if you only donate an extra $2 for a poppy, just do something.
Murch & Meghan posted this video. Yeah, it's from a cell phone company; regardless, it is very poignant. If it doesn't get you even a little emotional, you're a heartless and/or ignorant bastard.
Now that you're all emotional wrecks, I'll bring you back with some fun music; something else to stir a little Canadian pride: Hey Rosetta!
All for now, keep it real.
Location: F'ton
This is probably the longest I've gone between posts. And this isn't even a full post...
Short version: been busy working on geo data & slinging booze at Lava & helping out at Fredericton Outfitters. And throw in about 30 hours of a flu-induced coma. But that's neither here nor there
Tomorrow is Remembrance Day. It's kind of important. I urge you to do something tomorrow to honour those who have served. Go to the service. Or turn on the radio & observe the moment of silence. Even if you only donate an extra $2 for a poppy, just do something.
Murch & Meghan posted this video. Yeah, it's from a cell phone company; regardless, it is very poignant. If it doesn't get you even a little emotional, you're a heartless and/or ignorant bastard.
Now that you're all emotional wrecks, I'll bring you back with some fun music; something else to stir a little Canadian pride: Hey Rosetta!
All for now, keep it real.
05 November 2010
Vodka et Vendredi: The Frisky Bison
Time/Date: 2005, 05-Nov-10
Location: F'ton
Remember, remember, the fifth of November...
Ah, never mind, that's for some other blog.
What I really want to talk to you about is vodka. I think that's more important on this Friday night than trying to light a bonfire in the pouring rain. If you'd rather read about Guy Fawkes, click here.
Last week we received delivery of two new brands of vodka that are exclusive to Lava Vodka Lounge. As we strive to have the best & largest selection of vodka found anywhere, we special-order brands unavailable at NB Liquor stores throughout the province.
One of those brands was Stoli Elit, probably one of the finest vodkas I have ever tasted.
But the real surprise was Zubrowka (pronounced "Zoob-ruv-ka"). It's a bison grass vodka from Poland, very "Christmas-y" with hints of sweetness, spice & heat on the tongue.
Being the student of booze I am, I quickly hauled out our reference book to confirm my initial thought: this could be mixed with....apple juice?!? Yes, apple juice.
It's called a Frisky Bison in the UK, and here's the Lava version of it:
Step 1: Fill a small tumbler/rocks glass with ice.
Step 2: Pour in 1 oz of Zubrowka.
Step 3: Add 3/4 oz of apple juice
Step 4: Add 3/4 oz of filtered water
Step 5: Stir & enjoy.
It tastes like apple crisp. Or grandma's apple pie.
Delightful.
Location: F'ton
Remember, remember, the fifth of November...
Ah, never mind, that's for some other blog.
What I really want to talk to you about is vodka. I think that's more important on this Friday night than trying to light a bonfire in the pouring rain. If you'd rather read about Guy Fawkes, click here.
Last week we received delivery of two new brands of vodka that are exclusive to Lava Vodka Lounge. As we strive to have the best & largest selection of vodka found anywhere, we special-order brands unavailable at NB Liquor stores throughout the province.
One of those brands was Stoli Elit, probably one of the finest vodkas I have ever tasted.
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| Zubrowka, from Poland |
Being the student of booze I am, I quickly hauled out our reference book to confirm my initial thought: this could be mixed with....apple juice?!? Yes, apple juice.
It's called a Frisky Bison in the UK, and here's the Lava version of it:
Step 1: Fill a small tumbler/rocks glass with ice.
Step 2: Pour in 1 oz of Zubrowka.
Step 3: Add 3/4 oz of apple juice
Step 4: Add 3/4 oz of filtered water
Step 5: Stir & enjoy.
It tastes like apple crisp. Or grandma's apple pie.
Delightful.
03 November 2010
The way I see things...now, anyway...
Time/Date: 1935, 03-Nov-10
Location: F'ton
This isn't a rant. It's more of a manifesto of sorts.
I think it's important for me to put this out there as a basis of what I stand for in that whole "work-life balance" crap.
Yes, this is a fly fishing blog. But, as anyone who has read more than the last three posts, it's a little bit more than that.
What brought this on? A simple IM conversation I had with a fellow geologist.
It went like this:
Not me: "I would think a geology job would be a bit more ideal than working at a bar."
Me: "Yeah, you would think that. But I don't."
Not me: "Well..more respectable at least haha."
Me: "Respectable, huh? I work 18 hours a week, spend lots of time with my dog & gf & friends & other interests without being away 9 month of the year. That sounds respectable to me."
The thing is, I don't just work 18 hours a week. I work 18 hours a week as a bartender. I work my ass off throughout the day, every day. I'm currently working on geotechnical data processing from home. I help out the boys at BabZees Entertainment as much as possible whenever they're doing a show (I actually picked up members of Finger Eleven at YFC this afternoon). I help out at Fredericton Outfitters. I'm on the executive & am the bar manager at the Loyalist Rugby Club. I'm learning to write (hopefully well) and shoot/edit photos via this blog. I volunteer and/or fundraise for the Nashwaak Watershed Association & the Miramichi Headwaters Salmon Federation. I'm attempting to get Fredericton City Council to implement an idling bylaw. And I also get to have a life, girlfriend, dog, etc. In fact, I'm busy as shit & I'm looking to cut back on some of this to have even more time.
The kicker is, I do all of these things, whether they provide income or not, because I want to. Could I do them if I had a "respectable" geology job, being in the field 9 months of the year? Doubt it.
In 2008, I earned more income than I had ever imagined I would in a year. And I was miserable. It wasn't my job; I loved my job. But my entire life was my job. Things came to an end on December 5th, 2008, "due to current market conditions" (my favourite line in my lay-off notice). I had spent 13 out of 16 months in the field...being respectable...and had zero life whatsoever. And it was totally my fault. Not my former employers' fault; it was mine & mine alone.
The last two years of my life have been a total learning experience, and it's definitely not even close to being complete. Do I have all the answers? Hell no. But I can tell you this: I have never been so friggin' happy & content as I have in the last 23 months. Why? Because it's not all about work anymore. Or buying useless shit. Or wearing Banana Republic or Armani or any of that other crap you're "supposed" to wear. It's about appreciating what you have & doing what you love.
While laying on their deathbeds, I'm pretty damn sure nobody has ever muttered, "I wish I worked more" with their last breath.
I'll share two tales, one true, one not, with you. I read these back in early Ought-Nine. Both helped me regain my focus on what's truly important. And both are about fishing.
Tale #1: The true story (taken from Paul Myers' A Simple System to Achieve Your Goals):
A while back I went to a conference in Boulder, Colorado. It was a business conference, but I went because I was curious. There were two people who were going to be there that I wanted to meet.
While there, Jonathan Mizel, the conference organiser, told an interesting story. I'm telling this from memory, so I won't get it word for word, but you'll see the point, I think. It was about his first discussion with his new business coach.
Jonathan was really excited about the process. (He has big goals.) The coach asked him what he wanted to get out of their conversations. Jonathan said he wanted to get rich.
The coach asked him what he meant by rich, and Jonathan said he wanted to make a million dollars. The coach asked him, "What would you do if you had a million dollars right now?"
Jonathan thought for a second and said "I'd go fishing!"
To which the coach replied, "Jon, you don't need a million dollars to go fishing."
Jonathan does a lot of fishing these days. And he's moved from Colorado to Hawaii.
Tale #2: The Parable (what's a parable? Click here):
An American investment banker was taking a much-needed vacation in a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. The boat had several large, fresh fish in it.
The investment banker was impressed by the quality of the fish and asked the Mexican how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied, "Only a little while." The banker then asked why he didn't stay out longer and catch more fish?
The Mexican fisherman replied he had enough to support his family's immediate needs.
The American then asked "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman replied, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos: I have a full and busy life, senor."
The investment banker scoffed, "I am an Ivy League MBA, and I could help you. You could spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat, and with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats until eventually you would have a whole fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to the middleman you could sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You could control the product, processing and distribution."
Then he added, "Of course, you would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City where you would run your growing enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But senor, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15-20 years."
"
But what then?" asked the Mexican.
The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You could make millions."
"Millions, senor? Then what?"
To which the investment banker replied, "Then you would retire. You could move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
Understand now?
Here's some Finger Eleven. They're playing at the UNB SUB Cafeteria tomorrow night, check them out. Details here.
Location: F'ton
I think it's important for me to put this out there as a basis of what I stand for in that whole "work-life balance" crap.
Yes, this is a fly fishing blog. But, as anyone who has read more than the last three posts, it's a little bit more than that.
What brought this on? A simple IM conversation I had with a fellow geologist.
It went like this:
Not me: "I would think a geology job would be a bit more ideal than working at a bar."
Me: "Yeah, you would think that. But I don't."
Not me: "Well..more respectable at least haha."
Me: "Respectable, huh? I work 18 hours a week, spend lots of time with my dog & gf & friends & other interests without being away 9 month of the year. That sounds respectable to me."
The thing is, I don't just work 18 hours a week. I work 18 hours a week as a bartender. I work my ass off throughout the day, every day. I'm currently working on geotechnical data processing from home. I help out the boys at BabZees Entertainment as much as possible whenever they're doing a show (I actually picked up members of Finger Eleven at YFC this afternoon). I help out at Fredericton Outfitters. I'm on the executive & am the bar manager at the Loyalist Rugby Club. I'm learning to write (hopefully well) and shoot/edit photos via this blog. I volunteer and/or fundraise for the Nashwaak Watershed Association & the Miramichi Headwaters Salmon Federation. I'm attempting to get Fredericton City Council to implement an idling bylaw. And I also get to have a life, girlfriend, dog, etc. In fact, I'm busy as shit & I'm looking to cut back on some of this to have even more time.
The kicker is, I do all of these things, whether they provide income or not, because I want to. Could I do them if I had a "respectable" geology job, being in the field 9 months of the year? Doubt it.
In 2008, I earned more income than I had ever imagined I would in a year. And I was miserable. It wasn't my job; I loved my job. But my entire life was my job. Things came to an end on December 5th, 2008, "due to current market conditions" (my favourite line in my lay-off notice). I had spent 13 out of 16 months in the field...being respectable...and had zero life whatsoever. And it was totally my fault. Not my former employers' fault; it was mine & mine alone.
The last two years of my life have been a total learning experience, and it's definitely not even close to being complete. Do I have all the answers? Hell no. But I can tell you this: I have never been so friggin' happy & content as I have in the last 23 months. Why? Because it's not all about work anymore. Or buying useless shit. Or wearing Banana Republic or Armani or any of that other crap you're "supposed" to wear. It's about appreciating what you have & doing what you love.
While laying on their deathbeds, I'm pretty damn sure nobody has ever muttered, "I wish I worked more" with their last breath.
I'll share two tales, one true, one not, with you. I read these back in early Ought-Nine. Both helped me regain my focus on what's truly important. And both are about fishing.
Tale #1: The true story (taken from Paul Myers' A Simple System to Achieve Your Goals):
A while back I went to a conference in Boulder, Colorado. It was a business conference, but I went because I was curious. There were two people who were going to be there that I wanted to meet.
While there, Jonathan Mizel, the conference organiser, told an interesting story. I'm telling this from memory, so I won't get it word for word, but you'll see the point, I think. It was about his first discussion with his new business coach.
Jonathan was really excited about the process. (He has big goals.) The coach asked him what he wanted to get out of their conversations. Jonathan said he wanted to get rich.
The coach asked him what he meant by rich, and Jonathan said he wanted to make a million dollars. The coach asked him, "What would you do if you had a million dollars right now?"
Jonathan thought for a second and said "I'd go fishing!"
To which the coach replied, "Jon, you don't need a million dollars to go fishing."
Jonathan does a lot of fishing these days. And he's moved from Colorado to Hawaii.
Tale #2: The Parable (what's a parable? Click here):
An American investment banker was taking a much-needed vacation in a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. The boat had several large, fresh fish in it.
The investment banker was impressed by the quality of the fish and asked the Mexican how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied, "Only a little while." The banker then asked why he didn't stay out longer and catch more fish?
The Mexican fisherman replied he had enough to support his family's immediate needs.
The American then asked "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman replied, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos: I have a full and busy life, senor."
The investment banker scoffed, "I am an Ivy League MBA, and I could help you. You could spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat, and with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats until eventually you would have a whole fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to the middleman you could sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You could control the product, processing and distribution."
Then he added, "Of course, you would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City where you would run your growing enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But senor, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15-20 years."
"
But what then?" asked the Mexican.
The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You could make millions."
"Millions, senor? Then what?"
To which the investment banker replied, "Then you would retire. You could move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
Understand now?
Here's some Finger Eleven. They're playing at the UNB SUB Cafeteria tomorrow night, check them out. Details here.
01 November 2010
Sharing: Issue #14 of Catch Magazine
Time/Date: 1245, 01-Nov-10
Location: my "home office"
My home office is pretty damn cool, if you're into that whole fly fishing thing:
Anyway, the purpose of this post is to alert you the new online issue of Catch Magazine is now live. If you like top-notch fly fishing photos & videos, click on the pic below.
What would this blog be if I didn't share information? Web 2.0, baby.
Need some music while you browse the mag? Here you go:
Location: my "home office"
My home office is pretty damn cool, if you're into that whole fly fishing thing:
Anyway, the purpose of this post is to alert you the new online issue of Catch Magazine is now live. If you like top-notch fly fishing photos & videos, click on the pic below.
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| Cover Shot, Issue #14 - Catch Magazine |
Need some music while you browse the mag? Here you go:
29 October 2010
Update with a Musical Interlude
Time/Date: 1520, 29-Oct-10
Location: I'm not not typing this in my bathroom. Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to...
A quick update (with some new tunes):
Location: I'm not not typing this in my bathroom. Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to...
A quick update (with some new tunes):
- I've started working on some 'about' pages on 411#3. I was going to write one 'about' page but, by the time I was done writing the manifesto that was the music section, I decided each of the main topics could probably have their own page. I currently have the Music, Drinks and Contact pages completed; check them out & let me know what you think.
- I've started helping out at Fredericton Outfitters & Anglers a little more consistently with some promo & marketing. I think it's a good trade: I give him my mad skillz and he gives me discounted gear. Love it. Anyway, be sure to check out both Chris (@FtonOutfitters) and I (@FOAprostaff) on twitter, and join the FOA Facebook group for cool pics, links, tips and contests. We also have some really great items up for sale on eBay for clearance prices; check them out here.
- As mentioned in the last post, my saltwater fly fishing rig is just waiting for my new fly line to arrive, then it's off to practice my double-haul out on Killarney Lake
- I'll be rocking Lava Vodka Lounge this weekend, so swing by for one of our new (exclusive) vodkas. In between slinging drinks, I'll be wearing my geologist hat trying to bust out some data processing by Monday AM for my client (new readers are now thinking "WTF?")
- Here's a band that I "discovered" last week and really dig. They're called The Temper Trap. It's pretty easy-going, chill music. A little different than what I normally listen to but I like it, so here it is:
27 October 2010
Gearing up for Louisiana Redfish
Time/Date: 1800, 27-Oct-10
Location: my kitchen (again)
I'll admit that I was really close to going over a cliff.
A cliff of spending foolish amounts of money.
After I booked my trip & guide to chase redfish, my first thought was, "I gotta get a new rod...and reel...line...flies! Oh man!"
I put a rod & reel combo up for sale online last week. I had purchased it the previous winter and used it to chase spring & fall salmon in '09. However, I hadn't touched it all this year, opting to use my TFO 5wt for all of my outings instead. My plan was to put that money towards a new setup for saltwater.
Did I ever find a sweet new set-up. The rod, reel & line in this super-awesome saltwater set-up would have run about $900.
'Would have' is the operative term, here.
Fortunately for me (& my bank account), I paused for a moment to check out the specs of my rod & reel combo to see if they're suitable for use in the salt (corrosion is an issue).
They're more than suitable.
So here is my saltwater set-up:
Cabela's Stowaway Rod, 9.0', 8wt (5 pc)
Cabela's RLS-3 reel (w/ 20lb backing)
Rio Mainstream Saltwater WF-8F fly line (not pictured)
All I had to do was hop on eBay and find the saltwater line at a discounted price. Total cost: $46.87.
Sure beats spending $900.
(Anyone wondering what I considered buying? Click here and here. Maybe someday...)
Music time:
This is Stereo Airing, the local band that opened for one of their biggest musical influences last week, Sloan. They were so ridiculously happy to be the opening act. I loved it. They're talented and they're good kids, so check them out.
Location: my kitchen (again)
I'll admit that I was really close to going over a cliff.A cliff of spending foolish amounts of money.
After I booked my trip & guide to chase redfish, my first thought was, "I gotta get a new rod...and reel...line...flies! Oh man!"
I put a rod & reel combo up for sale online last week. I had purchased it the previous winter and used it to chase spring & fall salmon in '09. However, I hadn't touched it all this year, opting to use my TFO 5wt for all of my outings instead. My plan was to put that money towards a new setup for saltwater.
Did I ever find a sweet new set-up. The rod, reel & line in this super-awesome saltwater set-up would have run about $900.
'Would have' is the operative term, here.
Fortunately for me (& my bank account), I paused for a moment to check out the specs of my rod & reel combo to see if they're suitable for use in the salt (corrosion is an issue).
They're more than suitable.
So here is my saltwater set-up:
Cabela's RLS-3 reel (w/ 20lb backing)
Rio Mainstream Saltwater WF-8F fly line (not pictured)
All I had to do was hop on eBay and find the saltwater line at a discounted price. Total cost: $46.87.
Sure beats spending $900.
(Anyone wondering what I considered buying? Click here and here. Maybe someday...)
Music time:
This is Stereo Airing, the local band that opened for one of their biggest musical influences last week, Sloan. They were so ridiculously happy to be the opening act. I loved it. They're talented and they're good kids, so check them out.
25 October 2010
Spontaneity: "I have a fly fishing addiction"
Time/Date: 0750, 25-Sep-10
Location: my kitchen
As I mentioned in the last post, I somewhat spontaneously booked a plane ticket. Here's the back story.
Due to that oil spill thing in the Gulf, much of my reading material concerned the spill (& the chemical dispersants) and its effect on Gulf fisheries. I kept reading up on the region and saltwater fly fishing in general, which turned into being inundated with information on bonefish, tarpon, permit and redfish. Warm climates and awesome fish. Hmmm.
In summer Bugslinger released their R3 shirts, with proceeds going to one of the guides' associations in Louisiana. The guides lost almost all of their bookings due to the spill. Good enough cause for me; I ordered three.
Side note: I'm a fan of groups fundraising with sales of shirts, etc. I have to wear something, it might as well be for a decent cause. Alzheimer's Society (who have come to my door 6 times this year), take note; you have some potentially cool slogans: "I remembered to put on this shirt; support Alzheimer's research!"
This past Wednesday, I grabbed my Fly Fusion destinations issue and randomly flipped open a page. A picture of a redfish. Damn it. I had redfish on the brain for the rest of the day. Later on I sat down to do some geo data work (it's coming, Matt!!) and decided to check out Expedia for airfares...out of curiosity.
Within two hours, I had the plane ticket to New Orleans and a guide booked for two days of chasing redfish on the fly.
I contacted Uptown Angler and they booked Capt. John Iverson as my guide. It turns out Capt. Iverson was the guide featured in a recent article in the ezine This Is Fly. I just found this out yesterday. I take that as a really good sign.
A lot of the trouble guides are having with their bookings are misconceptions on the extent of the spill on the flats & in the marshes. The fishing season is on & they're ready to put you onto some Reds. The guides in this video tell it better than me.
That's my tale of the lengths I will go to feed my addiction. I'm not proud (actually, I am).
I'll do a separate post on the saltwater rod & reel I'm setting up for the trip...and surprisingly, it's a cheap & easy setup.
Here's some geographically-appropriate music:
Location: my kitchen
Due to that oil spill thing in the Gulf, much of my reading material concerned the spill (& the chemical dispersants) and its effect on Gulf fisheries. I kept reading up on the region and saltwater fly fishing in general, which turned into being inundated with information on bonefish, tarpon, permit and redfish. Warm climates and awesome fish. Hmmm.
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| Who's a fishin' fashion icon? This guy |
Side note: I'm a fan of groups fundraising with sales of shirts, etc. I have to wear something, it might as well be for a decent cause. Alzheimer's Society (who have come to my door 6 times this year), take note; you have some potentially cool slogans: "I remembered to put on this shirt; support Alzheimer's research!"
This past Wednesday, I grabbed my Fly Fusion destinations issue and randomly flipped open a page. A picture of a redfish. Damn it. I had redfish on the brain for the rest of the day. Later on I sat down to do some geo data work (it's coming, Matt!!) and decided to check out Expedia for airfares...out of curiosity.
Within two hours, I had the plane ticket to New Orleans and a guide booked for two days of chasing redfish on the fly.
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| Redfish propaganda...again |
A lot of the trouble guides are having with their bookings are misconceptions on the extent of the spill on the flats & in the marshes. The fishing season is on & they're ready to put you onto some Reds. The guides in this video tell it better than me.
That's my tale of the lengths I will go to feed my addiction. I'm not proud (actually, I am).
I'll do a separate post on the saltwater rod & reel I'm setting up for the trip...and surprisingly, it's a cheap & easy setup.
Here's some geographically-appropriate music:
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