Let's start with an apology.
I haven't been around much of late. The blog has been quiet and I'm sorry. There are a handful of factors in this vacancy; some good, some not so much. Simply put, life and times have taken me deep into the backing and, for the moment, that's enough said about that. It's time to tighten the drag and start recovering some line before the next inevitable run.
Spending three days with good friends and a Jeep full of fly rods is as good a way as any to stall life's headlong race, so we'll start there, in the southwest, Texas-way, where we tried once again to coax Gulf Coast reds from the shallow warm waters of the Laguna Madre. A smattering of scenes should do nicely. From there, we have some catching up to do. We'll get to it all in due time.
So thanks for sticking around in my absence and for helping me start to reel things back in. Let's put a bend in the rod, crank on the largest arbor we've got and wrestle this thing to the boat.
Let's go to Texas.
9 comments:
Beautiful piece Mike. Looking forward to "a smattering of scenes" down the road. In the meantime, just remember to call them redfish instead of Drum or they'll know you're from North Carolina.
Sharp as a tack, you are, Matt. A fine observation.
Can't hide anything fromthe internet.
One can try, Daniel. One can try.
I'm sort of disappointed. I thought you were collecting old license plates! Be that as it may, I know where you were and I know what you were doing. Sounds fun and I can't wait to hear more.
Hey, with a blog title like Mike's Gone Fishin'...Again, I haven't worried about your time away. Figured you were out collecting more fodder for the readers.
I know where you were and I know what you were doing.
Seems there's a mole in the organization, Howard. :-)
A nice thought, Mel, and partially true. Hope you are doing well!
:)
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