Sunday, November 15, 2009

Funday Sunday

Every Sunday at this time of year brave, proud warriors strap on their equipment and head out to the grid iron where the winners are culled from the losers, men separated from boys. Today Rob and I pitted our sweet water skill set against a mighty mixed bag of powerful chain pickerel and wily yellow perch. Representatives of both species fell at our hands, victims of their own aggressiveness and lust for small jointed rebels.

I'm not sure what you want me to tell you mother, I live on an island in the middle of the north Atlantic and I write a blog about pickerel fishing. Clearly I wouldn't be holding my breath on the grand kids scenario.

"Set the gearshift for the high gear of your soul"

The Old Man