MAINE - Life in the Slow Lane
Have a great day, you deserve it.
See Yah
Lee
Thanks Lee it getting closier to 40 . Its a balmy 34 . High today is going to be 43. Almost ready to go.
Enjoy yourself Dave. It sounds like you need it.
A beautiful day on the water. After getting past the numbness in my hands and toes I did manage to trick a few fish into taking my fly. The fish were active today . The water was cold and covered with a small mayfly brown in color . The browns seamed to be keyed on them . The trees are in full color golden yellow. The air was brisk but refreshing a few snow showers kicked in around 3PM . That is when I had my best luck. I know most people will say that spring and summer is their favorite time of year but I have to say this time of year is by far my favorite. Every fish I caught fought with abandonment. Coming clear out of the water. The color on the Bows were just plan beautiful . Cheeks and stripe were bright red the body and spots much more green . The Browns were golden brown and the spots stood out . I didn't land a monster fish today but the beauty of the fish made up for the size. Came home put on the kettle took off my cold clothes and slipped into a warm sweat shirt . Got a little fire going in the wood-stove and now I am kicking back in my recliner . Life is good . Dave V
One of my Browns picture dosent give you the true color .
Nice job Dave, good looking fish, how big was that fish??
See Yah
Lee
Lee not that big . I did not measure the fish but if I had to guess . About 14 or so inches
Awesome! Good for you!
dave nice fish congrats , been working 50 hours a week with a 2 hour drive each way hasn't left much time to fish ... soon enough 
Another inventory has come and gone Several hours counting and many steps that turn itnto miles are behind me. Today is my day off. Friday Oct 5th. Cloudy slight breeze. Temps 33F. Gear loaded up hot brew in my cup. Snacks prepared . I am setting here writing this waiting for one thing . The temps to come up a bit. Just a little . 45 would be nice. I can't to hit the stream and clear my mind of numbers. Dave V
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.