I am not sure how to start this one. Me and Curious have been in some pretty tight spots for some time and he has been buckled up in the back seat of my car for the whole thing. There have been many ups and downs in the Curious little life of me and George but there is always one thing that stays consistent and that is what I enjoy the most. Fishing. Fishing is just one of those things that is not anything like a normal life. It is quite pointless in many ways but some what prehistoric at the same time. People used to do it just to survive and be healthy. I still agree with that. There are many good points to fishing, I shall point out a few for you. Fish are nothing like people. You can sit there and talk to them for hours on end about anything your pitiful little heart desires while the fish only sit and listen. They do not talk back, they do not make you feel like a bad person, argue with you, or even try and upset you about anything.. They just listen. You don't have to speak loudly or clearly, you can speak in any language you desire even by just thinking the words. No matter what you say they won't ever look down on you or criticize your choices, opinions, or views on subjects you bring up. The fish just listen and without saying a word they can talk back and help you understand and put certain things into a much clearer perspective for you. Even while me and little Curious sat on the side lines of the stream helping tie on new tippet lines for our 2 fishing partners of the day we could sit and take all the time we needed because no matter what the fish would certainly be sitting there just waiting for us to return without rushing or pushing us to do any thing we didn't feel like doing. They were always there unlike most human companions most people could have. They understand your problems and speak in a language that only some people care to listen to and I just happen to be one of those people. This is true for all kinds of fishing but I have found the trout to be the most laid back intelligent creatures of them all. I believe this to be mostly due to the setting that they live in around here, a some what small stream with enough cold water to keep you comfortable on even the hottest of days with just enough noise from the moving water to clear your head of even the deepest problems. That is how these small innocent fish still help many people survive todays problems. No matter who you are I am sure you will run into a few people that are just cruel, cold, and evil enough to ruin your day... Week.. Or possible even a year or two. In most cases a sane person wouldn't have anyone ruin your whole life but I am sure it is quite possible but I am not quite sane am I? I spend a lot of time with a stuffed monkey.. Curious is a lot like a fish. He can do just about everything a fish does but there is a problem to that. Most people know a good deal of fisherman are quite crazy so its alright if they talk to there selves out on a river while waving a shiny stick but... A grown man probably shouldn't be talking to a stuffed monkey named George even though I do and still look at him and think about the things we did and have talked about and I can't help but laugh out loud to myself. A little crazy I know.
So Curious had a rough weekend. It started with me having a bad day at work and feeling ill with a horribly swollen throat and a bit of a cough. The small bug lasted all weekend but luckily for me he convinced me to continue on with the trip and clear my mind of all the evil people and things. He had his face shot taken in the same place as last time except the background had a little lower water and a peaceful fog rolling off the water. We caught a few fish, not quite as many as we planned but we did put Matt-o on a pretty looking little Brown. The drive home was miserable at best and we just felt plain exhausted after the sickness and long weekend but it was nice to be away from work.
Not much else going on. Curious should think up some new ideas, I am getting a little restless.
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