A throwback title to a teenage time when fishing Knights Ferry below the Sonora foothills was all that mattered and discussing Monty Python with my buddy Jeremy was THE conversation.
Sitting on boulders watching the eddyies in the river swirl as we waited for the trout to take the red eggs presented on our lines provided ample time for silly conversation. Trout and the Fishy Waddles was to be our band (would have helped if we were musical) but truth be told it wasn't to be about the music, it was about an idea that would have been epic with marionettes and a local cable access show, but as is with most pipe dreams they float away in the ethereal essence of silly ideas and quick passing passions...
Ok I'll shut up now...a liscense to blog should not be a permit to blather....I apologize!! Damn it
Last week thursday was Trout truck day at DVL, regardless conditions were just tough enough to make it interesting and My buddy Joe and I fished sunup to twighlight. I brought home 3 stockers around 1 1/2 ea. My son and I enjoyed them cooked with butter and lemon served over rice with almonds....Delicious ending to a delicious day... And I am still getting my Kayak..[smiling now].
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