Count Down

It’s hard to fathom that I have only three days left to fish here and the weather is supposed to be great next week. The wind has really been ripping the last few days but that has not stopped me. Their are numerous places I still want to explore and little time left. I must say that all the time I have been here there were very few days when I didn’t go out fishing. As a matter of fact I can only think of one and that was for doing laundry as it was not an option any more. Some people might say I have an addiction and there is no help or known treatment centers to cure it. In Montana we have a name for it called, deep end divers. These people have crossed the line and there is no turning back. They might sell their house and kids just to pursue this addiction. There are no blood or urine tests to see if they have the habit but only the far off look in their eye when they have not had a fix lately. By the way I have had my bone fish fix for today so I’m feeling fine.

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  1. If you mean driving down the street in Erie on a winter day and having the sun hit you through the windshield enough to make you feel like you’re standing knee deep off Beef key with SPF 50 on your neck and a brisk wind over your left shoulder, or waking up in the middle of the night and not being able to get back to sleep as you envision three big bones coming at you at 60 yards, then the sound of 100 yards of line being peeled off in six seconds yeah I can relate too. Have a safe trip home Al and I’ll catch up with you when your blood has had a chance to thicken up a bit.—Erik

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