My feet stink, my shorts aren't too much better, my hair is out of line and I haven't shaved for days tying flies. Those signs can mean only one thing boys.....salmon on the Oregon coast soon!!!! No need to appeal to the opposite sex or anyone for that matter. May fish with in a loin cloth and a bone through my nose just to keep the others away from my fish. I was thinking naked, but thay would be just too cruel.
I can feel those fish nosing into the tidewater right now. They are corsing through my viens like a good shot of herion. Unlike heroin, they get me off the couch and into the estuary with some foolish type of fly. Oh baby, I've been jonesing for a year!!! I'm shaking like a nudist at the North Pole. Damn I'm ready!!!
Boys, head north. The only advice I can give you to stay sane. Then the fish will drive you insane, as they have done to me. No wonder I eat them.
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