I got up this morning with so much to do. Errands to run, bills to pay, and Bill's truck to take in for repairs. I glanced out at the river, while preparing to shower. DANG! I can't go anywhere but out there, on the river! It was beautiful, steelhead-type water. My mouth drooled and I couldn't stop gazing.
Into the shower, and on with my chores.
Well, it may have been the salmon drought this year, it may have been my illness, regardless, I quickly turned into the possesive "Fish Witch" of Kilchis River. A drift boat went up the road to put in at the park. DANG! I growled.
I proceeded to get on with the errands.
Finally I arrive home, and what do I behold? A drift boat anchored smack where I wanted to bobber!
This is when the fish witch in me came out! I was in a panic, trying to figure out what to do! Where would I fish? If I yelled Tsunami, would they leave? Flash flood? What?
So I gathered myself together, went down to the river only to discover my attitude was in vain. The river is chock full of broken to bits leaves, and looks a bit like some witches stew. One cast brought in half the leaves, but they just seem to reproduce themselves faster than I could clean em out!
I spent five minutes out there with a wet/dry vac, trying to clean things up a bit, and then went home. Now I am going out with a new product called
"Leaf Off!"
Hope it works.
Nontheless, I am disspointed in my selfish ways. I hate it when that part of me comes out! I am usually so nice.... really!
It's just that.... well..... I am so... FISHLESS!
Jen