Pike
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Recalibrate
“Free Will” – Bry Webb
Sometimes “it’s good just to get out”, isn’t so much a cliche as it is an understatement.
Red-winged blackbirds in the reeds, the rocking of the boat, a
DAWDLE, DAWDLE . . . HURRY
Pike are hell on flies.
Razor sharp teeth and aggressive strikes, leave a fly box full of torn and shredded bits of feather and fur.
At the end of every season, inventory is
The Start of the End?
My hands were numb and my core trembled, as I stood at the edge of the Peace River. Slogging up the muddy banks, casting streamers and searching for willing fish. Thinking that I
The Wait and the Evidence
The wait. For spring. For the ice to leave. For spare time. For decent weather. Eventually the wait has to end. Make some time. Fuck the weatherman. He’s usually wrong anyways.