Pace on Earth

Cry Me A River

On Sunday, Randell and I got our annual trip to Little Forks in and some things stayed true to form. Just like last year the only thing we caught was a buzz or two....or three. Just like last year we other people in our party caught fish and just like last year Malcolm made the shut out a minor footnote by making us laugh so hard that we forgot about being outsmarted by a salmon.We were treated to beautiful weather; bright crisp mornings that turned into warm sunny days. The water was so clear that we could see the salmon laying in the pools and I spent two hours and every fly on my vest trying to get one of them to take it at Split Rock pool. No luck. Alas, I had to get back to the office so that was that.

I had a real mind to grab the Superstore salmon in the freezer and present it as my first Little Forks grilse but decided that would be bad for karma. Instead I just put my tail between my legs and look forward to next year.

I did take the advice of that sign in Blackville though:

Giv'er your on the river!

Pace out.

Labels: Miramichi, Salmon for Simon

posted by Vitamin S @ 5:43 p.m.