Pace on Earth

The Winner Takes It All

Washergate '09 champs show the grim determination that brought them the title.

This year's Washergate retreat was held at the beautiful Betts-Kelly Lodge (whose camps are much more real than their website) on a beautiful stretch of the Southwest Miramichi across the river from Doaktown. After a quick stop at McCloskey's for supplies we arrived with just enough sunlight to get the tourney in. During the seeding round I tanked for the top draft pick and my ploy paid off as I ended up in eighth and got to play with Hot Hand Dickens. We breezed through the semifinals and played an epic see-saw battle in the finals that ended with a rim strattler and a slider from my partner for the win (I guarantee that sentence, if ever written before, was not referring to washer-tossing). Final score 21-16 good guys. Just in time too; the light was fading fast.

We retired to the beautiful log camp and proceeded to eat, drink, and play periodic rounds of Asshole for 8 hours. We did not take try the indoor game. Amazingly we were up and out of there by 9:30 - these guys with kids have no idea what sleeping in means.

The water in front of the camp was open and flowing swiftly. If there was a sauna or a hot tub in the place a polar dip would have been (a dumb) part of the equation. It looked tantalizing but in the end not for the swimming potential but for the fish it will hold come summer. Which reminds me that the Crown Reserve deadline is this weekend so get your applications in. Also, if you are a fishermen, I urge you to check out Craiger's latest social media endevour - New Brunswick Fly Fishing. Cool idea.
Until next year, you may call me (us) The Champ(s).

Good times, good times.

Pace out.

posted by Vitamin S @ 5:32 p.m.