Dear Spring
Glad to see you made it back to our area safely, and frankly, in perfect time too. Don't get me wrong, I dont mind winter, but he's like that guy everyone can only tolerate so much of. You know the one im talking about. He shows up early to your party, drinks way too much, doesn't want to leave, and hits on your wife...Needless to say, winter really knows how to push our buttons.
You on the other hand, you're usually good to us. Sure, you rain, but without it, the steelhead can't run. You have your warm spells which are the greatest thing since George Carlin. Without those, that heat the shallow bottoms of the tribs, there'd be no sprig carp, no pike, and no fun.
But truth be told, you know how to be a little bit of a bitch sometimes too. That's right, you're not exactly the pope. You shouldn't be afraid of winter, cause sure, he talks big talk, but to qoute the great abraham lincoln " Rock beats Scissors, and Rain beats Snow " . . . Now the legitimacy of that qoute might not be historically accurate, but he seemed ( from what's been wrote about him ) a pretty cool dude. Needless to say, if winter is hanging on by its fangs, take him to the denist.
Well, as mentioned earlier, we're glad you're here buddy! Love to stay and catch up, but there's pike that need an uptown beatdown, and carp filtering into the lower ends of the tribs. It's nothing personal...
Sincerely
" Us "
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