Lake, River, Stream, Brook
Obtaining counts not
Only preparing and doing
Excites, calms, refreshes
Nerves, thoughts, worries
Go deep, some temporarily forgotten
Lulled, pacified, erased
Concentration of thought
One object in mind
How big will the next one be?
Author:
David Lay
7/27/1997
We spent the month of June this year vacationing in Alaska. One particular fishing trip was really a lot of fun as we went deep sea fishing out of Seward, Alaska with some good friends of ours that we have known since we lived in Anchorage 40 years ago. We went out in the ocean approximately 30 miles on a calm beautiful day. We found a good spot about 70 or 80 feet deep and started getting a few halibut but when we moved to deeper water (over 200 feet) we really got into them. Sometimes we all had fish on at the same time. None were giants but most ran close to 25 or 30 lbs. each. We took our grandson Randy with us and as you can tell by the picture we all really enjoyed the experience.
According to the way this old man thinks, fishing is fun just like hunting but not as much work.
Dave
3 comments:
Thanks for the post Dave. Cool poem and great picture. It sounds like you guys had lots of fun.
Dad, what a great poem. I would have to agree that fishing does seem to be a lot more relaxing than packing out backpacks! But, you know what they say...pain is temporary and the glory of a butt shot lasts forever!
Uncle Dave You're great. Nice to hear from you, and I'm excited that you got to go up to Alaska. I've been itching to do the same, but haven't been able to put it together enough to actually get up there. I hope the fishing treats you well. I'll be freezing my bunns off at Bull Creek next week hopefully.
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