Step two...

The next phase of online self indulgence.
I made the mistake of monkeying around with my original BLOG located here http://here2ventandwine.blogspot.com/ and ruining it.
I am useless.
I am starting over..and here we go.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Big Bush Tit-Mouse

Well I just got back from a trip fishing in lovely old Michigan.



As per usual it was a bit of a trial.

Brian had invited me over to the cabin...always a gracious invitation..but given my history with Michigan and its fish..it is one invitation that I am reluctant to take him up on.



I don't mind getting tuned on the river. It is a tough river to read for me and it is extremely hard for me to adopt the tactics necessary to tackle these fish so I don't really expect any different.












However...when the Norland curse starts to spread and affect others...well that is when I start to think about bowing out for the good of the many.






I think Morin gets more frustrated with this more than anyone....and now he is a believer!!

He really needs me to love Michigan, and I do...in spite of the curse.lol



The temps were supposed to be a balmy 7 degrees on Monday. We were geared up and ready to go.

Brian had a very good trip the last time he went out so he had talked me quite easily into taking a spring shot at the Big Manistee.



Well,...the temps dropped....somewhere around minus 7 ...frozen wading boots ...iced guides...fish with lockjaw..crazy wind...not to mention insane pressure considering the conditions.

Tuesday had us taking one last crack at the river before heading back home. Right around a ft of snow had accumulated and it was as cold as a Mfer...



There is no measuring my power.

I can actually control the weather.



At one point I thought that the highlight of my trip would be taking pictures of the birds that would show up at Brian's front porch feeder.

That would've been cool really. The cabin is a great getaway that I would enjoy even if I left the Float Gear at home.
Maybe I should start??

Got to ride the snowmobile for the first time....awesome.

Suffice to say we had everything thrown at us...and guess what...we still found success.



Those occasional gifts that the big old bitch of a river throws at me make it all worth while. The big buck I got at the dam in the blizzard was a great way to end the trip.

I came back to that moment a number of times today at work.



Very cool.....along with the Venison sausage, ultra good pizza, TRAKS Chicago style hotdog, broasted chicken, Creemore springs lager/pilsner, roaring fire hiding from the snowstorm, speed of sound snowmobiling....



Very cool indeed


4 comments:

  1. Yeah all things considered it's still one hell of a great way to spend 4 days.
    Good times my friend...good times.

    and remember "you don't always die from tobacco...sometimes you wind up with a hole in your neck!"

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  2. Trips like these are never a loss. There is so much more to it than getting fishy gloves. The pizza looks damn good! Thanks for sharing this Gene.

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  3. Good stuff Gene! Glad you had a good trip - despite the curse LOL!!!

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