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February

2004






Jennie's

Fishing Life


February 3rd, 2004

Since my last eye surgery, whenever they dilate my

last surgery eye with the messed up iris, it stays dilated for days

on end. It's still dilated, thus still letting too much light in

my eye, thus I see more doubles, and thus, I have a migraine.

Got up in the middle of the night to get my handy, dandy frozen

bag of peas. That helped a bit, but now I'm onto broccoli. The peas

thawed out. YUCK!
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Broccoli

is better for migraines anyway, right?






Water People in nature Bird Beak Twig

Here come the smelt,

and here come the Springers!!!




I'm off to the show, soon. Caught up on my last minute work, all except for

hooking up this darn web cam. What a pain! Still fooling with that.

I would like to welcome Sturgeon

Paul's
to ifish! You can get yourself some wonderful sardines at Sturgeon

Paul's, and don't forget to stop by his booth at the show, for some wonderful

jerky! It's awesome! I know I'll be, um... buy! :)

During the week, I will be posting any writings to this

link
on the discussion forum. That way I don't have to haul

along all my ftp software. Just me and my DB!

Remember, I'll be at booth 1029, Salmon Master Guide Service. If you want

to catch me, I'll most likely be there in the mornings, for sure, and on

and off, through out the day. If you miss me, ask Dennis when I'll be back,

as we give each other breaks to shop and browse, and visit. We always say

how long we will be, and unless we get caught up with something, it's a

good way to figure our schedules out.

Thank God for Buzz Ramsey at Luhr Jensen! He pulled a fast one and got our

Kwikfish rushed, for the show! Thank you, Buzz! I was so excited, I told

him I loved him! Now, come on! They are only lures, Jennie!

Off I go. I have to pack, take some more aspirin, get out some frozen carrots,

next... and pray that my eye goes back to normal, soon. I can't be at the

show, with all those lights, and have my eyes still dilated, now can I?

Carrots have to do the trick!

I'm going to use the db for my column, if I have time to write, this week.

It's just so much easier, than bringing along all my software. Call me lazy!

This webcam set up is taking me way too long, for what it is worth! I wish

I had someone that knew how to do routers and ports. Please, come forward

at the show, if you do! Webcamming is not my expertise, or even close!!!

The webcam is located at http://ifish.camarades.com/ if you'd like to check

on our progress. I'm going to work on it today a bit. If you see the "bird

cam" for now, that's because I haven't left yet, and I'm still messing

with ports and settings.

Anyhow, needed to start this to link to my front page. I love being lazy!

Ta ta--

J

Feb 2 2004

Days Inn is my favorite, all time motel. In my many, many travels, I've

never stayed at a place I feel so at home in. Everything is in order. You

know how it's always a hassle to find an outlet, or a plug in for your cell

phone? The telephone cord rarely is in the right place for your laptop?

The shower is not too cold, nor too warm. It is not to short for me, either,

and the water pressure is superb! The room is large, has a microwave, fridge,

coffee maker and kitchenette! I'm comfortable!

I didn't sleep well the first night, but last night was better.

At the show...

The Kwikfish are selling like hotcakes, and so are the new beanies. I should

have ordered more of those! I only got 36, and I'm running low!

Everything is going swimmingly, but I sure miss Kilchis. I don't know how

many times I have called home and asked to sing to him. I have certain songs

I sing to Kilchis, and he enjoys them. Bill might bring him to visit. I

hope so!

Had a hectic time yesterday morning. I was a bit too lax at breakfast. Lots

of people joined our table, and all of the sudden it was past time to be

there. Missed my shuttle at the motel, ran to the other shuttle, only to

figure out I didn't have my cell phone. Luckily, it was not at Elmer's,

but in the front seat of Dennis' truck. Whew! I made it to the front gate

just in time to meet the guy with the hats, and Buzz, with the K fish!

It takes a while to adjust to the speed and madness of city life. Comparing

it to life on the Kilchis, it is world's apart!

I do miss my Kilchis. Both the river, and the dog. My return to both is

eagerly anticpated!

The web cam is a bit of a frustration this year. I don't know how to make

it run faster, and I don't have the time to fool with it. It will just have

to do, and I'll plan better for next year.

With all the web cams in the world, you would think that there would be

an expert out there. I would have paid for help, but could not find help!

It's nice to have free continental breakfasts here, and I'm headed down

to partake, soon. Coffee, orange juice and the normal display of carbs.

I'm on web mail, for my mail, and it's frustratingly slow. I don't have

filters to mass delete things, so it's one by one. I miss Eudora!

Off I go. It's shower and show time, soon.

Andrew, David? If you read this, I miss and love you, both! Talk to you

this evening...

Mom

Feb 6 2004

Friday... early! What is it? 6?

In answer to your question, I will be at the show Saturday, only until 1:00

at the latest.

Friday, today, I will be at the show from open until 4ish, and then off

and on in the evening until my legs collapse, like yesterday!

I saw a show about a guy who had MS, which is different from marfan. Anyhow,

he said there are times when people think he is on drugs, or drunk.

Last night, as I hobbled and weaved to the shuttle, I'm sure I was looked

at, sideways. However, I had no drugs, nor alcohol! I just couldn't walk!

It was rather interesting, yesterday, as a guy who was disabled from ifish,

pending a response to mail, for complaining over and over on the board,

regarding things on ifish that he did not agree with. He wouldn't write

back, so we didn't re enable him.

He used another person's account, and attempted a new registration, secretly.

Anyhow, he came to my booth, while people waited to speak to me, behind

him.

He told me, in no uncertain terms how unhappy he was with me, and with ifish,

and I listened, patiently. That was, until he called me a dictator!!!

At that point, tired, and rather emotional, I told him it probably wasn't

a good time for this. I asked him to move on.

That's when he stated it was a public show, and that he didn't have to move

on! WHAT?

Dennis nodded his head, as if to say, "Yep, good time to move along.."

THANK YOU, DENNIS!"

It was too bad. I really dislike people being unhappy, but the rules on

ifish are pretty clearly stated, and we are very reasonable to work with.

I am justified in my decisions. It would have been favorable, of course,

to work it out, and I honestly tried to listen, and work it out. Just didnt

happen after I was called a dictator. However, Dennis said, "Dictator

of ifish? Is that the same as owner who makes rules? Yip! You are the dictator!

SO????" LOL!

I guess it was crazy time, and Scott at Amerman Eggs had a similar experience

with a show visitor, out of control. His visitor was drunk and obnoxious,

though. Perhaps I am the lucky one!

It was great to meet tons of ifishers, and I look forward to more, today.

I keep thinking, "Today is the day that I will feel great, and make

it through the whole day!" Just hasn't happened yet!

Shows are like marathons!

You have no clue how much I miss Kilchis. I cannot wait to hug him!!!

One and a half days left, and Kilchis, it's you and me on the river!

(Stuff that dreams are made of for me, lately!)

Kilchis loves a special teddy bear of mine, and I don't let him have it

very often. It's a special bear that I love, and I don't want him to chew

it up. Bill says he keeps putting it higher and higher up, so that Kilchis

won't get it, but somehow, when he comes home at night, Kilchis has that

bear! He finds Kilchis laying on the couch, his head propped up on "bear"

like a pillow, sound asleep.

Last night, Bill called all exited. He said he was shaking. "Why?"

He was fishing with a First Cast Jig, when it went down, hard and fast.

Several (he couldn't count!) runs later, he landed AT LEAST a 19 pound buck

steelie!!!!

Bill is very good, and very honest at measuring estimation on fish, and

if anything, under estimates. I wouldn't doubt it to be actually 20!

He said it was chrome bright, with just a hint of peach on him! WOW! On

12 pound line! COOLNESS!

Congrats, Bill!

The river is prime, and.... here I am! Oh well!

I'd say by the length of this writing that I am off to a good start, this

morning.

Coffee is going down quickly, and next step is web mail.. Thought I'd write

this before I start on that task. It's NO fun to do 109 e mails on web mail!

At home, I have Eudora and filters to help, so I can mass delete.

Here? I have a dial up account, and one by one, I "delete", wait,

wait, "DELETE", wait, wait, "Answer this one", wait,

wait....

Anyhow, that's next. I'll make it through! I will!

Then, down for breakfast, shower, and off to the show!

I can do this. Kilchis? Mom will be home, soon! I love you!!!

Sorry, no spell check, but dogs don't care!

Feb 7th 2004

I think I've only had to deal with things like that twice in the life of

ifish.

Both, I wish hadn't happened, or I wish they'd have ended differently, at

leasT!

I think that's why it shakes me so. It surprises the heck out of me!

It's Saturday! I get to go home, today!!!

I'm working till noon or noon thirty, and then meeting my brother and his

kids for lunch.

Then, off and over the mountains, and up the Kilchis river to those who

miss me, too!

I'm tired... stayed up too late last night, packing up my home away from

home.

Although these shows are tiring, I wouldn't miss it for a million bucks.

I love meeting people and I love seeing all of the new tackle. I also love

to see how hyped the folks are about their new products. It's fun when people

come to show me what they bought!

Crabbait came yesterday and brought me Krispey Kremes! WHEEE!!! There are

still a couple left, too! Thank you, Crabbait!!! Then, he vanished! Where

did you go, CB?

Pete came too, after the meeting. He said his feet killed him after four

hours on that concrete. UH HUH!

Got to meet Aunty M's nephew, some folks from Canby, and I just adore the

guy next to us that has been a show neighbor now for three years. He does

hunts in Africa, and the days would be much longer without his jokes. I

have to fill up on these, so that I can tell them on the boat, later in

the year. That is, if I can get them straight! How do some people remember

all that stuff?

OK, off I go. Shower, pack, get ready.... I'm comin home!

February 8th, 2004

As I rounded the last bend that overlooks perhaps the best

stretch of steelhead water on the Kilchis river, there it stood. The meadow

appeared a bit brighter green, the first daffodils of the year, nearly in

blossom. Home, with smoke coming out of the chimney, just

as I left it.

As I made my way down the driveway, there stood Kilchis, my dog, a bit shy,

and cautiously wagging his tail. Could it be? Is my Mother home? Is it...

really? You could see the doubt there, after my longer than usual absence.

I barely opened the car door, and he was all over me! He was too wiggly

to hug, and I wanted a long, long hug, so badly! He bumped my chin as he

jumped up and down, as high as four feet at times, and his claws scratched

all over me! "Kilchis! Slow down! Mom needs a long, long hug to make

it all better!" That didn't happen until much later.

I don't think I've ever felt such tremendous exhaustion. It must be the

cement floors, but my hip joints gave way several times as I tried to make

it to the house.

"I'm home!" The obvious became apparent, as my kids came to greet

me. Long hugs, happy faces. I'm home!

I'm the type that can't do anything until my bags are unpacked. I can't

be home until my things are home. Sweaters, home in their drawers, makeup,

home in their assorted trays, laundry, home in the washer.

And then? Jennie, home in her.... bed!

I knew I had thousands of e mails to answer, thousands of posts to read,

thousands of bills to pay, or invoice, or catch up on. Home should have

been at my computer, but I simply could not face that, yet. If I'm not home

on my computer, I should be home on the river, fishing. Yes, it called my

name, but I was deaf to it's call.

I was in bed by 4:00 PM.

"What is for dinner?" They asked, as they recalled five nights

of fish sticks and frozen delights from Marie Calendar and Swanson. "Chinese

food! McDonalds! Burger King!" I was NOT going to cook! Chinese food,

it was. When it was delivered, I tried to make it down for a bite, but failed.

Nope. I am in bed, and even the smell of my favorite foods could not provide

the energy needed, to partake. I had to have been hungry, after eating barely

anything more than Kettle Korn and Krispey Kremes for four days! It's the

"K" diet, don't you know? K is for Kafeine, too! Oh! And don't

forget the "K" in late night Whoppers at Burger King!

I headed for bed at four o clock, and did not move more than 15 feet after

I got horizontal, until 6:20 this morning!

Now, it is time to catch up. Catch up on bills, invoices, thousands of notes

in a little book, kept at the show. Decals to mail out, hats to mail out,

Kwikfish to figure out ownership, and notices to post on the board, about

upcoming events.

Oh, where to start?

I know! I will start on the river! That will clear my brain, right?

That is... if I can make it down there! I kid you not! My legs are like

jello and refuse to cooperate! Legs are a really nice feature, and I feel

ripped off. Mine don't work, and I want a refund! It's like they have a

mind of their own, and I have no control over their actions! What do you

mean I should work? Oops! Those darn legs kicked the computer! :)

Uh oh! Like I said, I have no control over them, and yes... they are struggling

to get up, go to the mud room and put waders on them! I'm so terribly sorry,

but it looks like I have to go, now!!!

Oh, my, but doesn't the river look fishy!!

February 9th, 2004

Caught a nice little steelie yesterday. Named it my "welcome

home" fish.

Not sure if I'm going to the doctor today, or fishing in the drift boat.

Thing is, if I go to the doc, they'll say, "Here is a pain prescription

and we'll see you in two weeks for an x ray and a bone density test."

Do I really want to start another round of "Let's go see the doc?"

Or, do I want to go play with some cartwheeling steelhead? Hmmm... Tough

choices, NOT!
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Let's go fishing!!!

I've thought of this before, and it most often it vaporizes into thin air.

Today, I'm going to do it, and I suggest all of you who play "internet

bulletin boards" do the same.

It's about positive thinking. It's about looking at the bright side. It's

about not getting caught in the negative trap
Just for today, let's look at the bright side. Some posts

may drag you to think negatively. Don't let it! Look at

the good side of every post on the ifish bulletin board, and if you choose

to post, post something positive! Make someone feel good! I guarantee you

that when I choose this attitude over the other, it is returned to me in

so many ways!

Once I took a post that was aimed to displease me, and I turned it around

by being light hearted and found the good in the post. The results were

not only positive in return, but also made my day, instead of ruining it!

Take the time, choose one member of ifish and write them a kind letter or

note. Just, out of the blue! See what happens!!!

Think of solutions, not problems. Each day on ifish, there are bound to

be posts that displease you. Post at least one thing to make another ifisher

happy.

Try sorting through and reading only the positive posts, join in, and learn

from them to be happy. Wouldn't it be great if everyone just ignored the

complainers? The negative posts would drop to the bottom of the board and

be gone!
Remember, happiness is contagious!

When things do not proceed as intended and desired, do your best to stay

detached. Detachment will help you to stay calm and in control of your moods

and posting reactions. Detachment is not indifference!!! Detachment has

a bunch to do with how peaceful you feel! If you have that peace, then you

are doing your part to bring happiness and civility to the boards!

So, with that, I am going to think positive, for this one day, only. No

way does that mean that I can't start off tomorrow like this, again, but

I tend to bite off only what I can chew, and then re commit to that again,

if the results were positive!

I'll tell you. Not only does it make me feel better emotionally, it also

helps me to forget about physical pain. I think the two go hand in hand.

I really liked what Captain J posted yesterday, and I will focus on this,

too:
"People call me lucky, and the harder I work the luckier I

get
!"

This works not only with physical work, or with your job, but in disciplining

your moods and reactions. Heck, if I work hard to be happy and it is successful,

what more could I ask for?

So, look out folks, I'm going to be happy, today! Why don't you join me?

February 11th, 2004

Yesterday was glorious on the Wilson river! What a day! Not

that many fish, but beautiful sunshine and.. the chance of fish! Now, those

two together make for a perfect day! I did land a nice bright hatchery hen,

and I did it, right after saying, something about not worrying about ifish,

and just having fun. Yip! That was the ticket! Bobber down! It was like

a affirmation, or something, to live more, and to worry and work less! I

am trying to do that!

Today, however, it is a day to visit my accountant and put all these little

slips of paper from the entire year into order. One hour with the accountant!

I think I've done my homework, but I'm sure she'll point out things that

I have missed! It's always that way!

Andrew woke up ill this morning. He says he is so dizzy he can't stand up.

It always worries me with him, that there is something wrong with his heart.

Probably just Mom worrying, again. But, if he had a cold, a drippy nose,

or a fever, I'd feel a whole lot better. You know, a "normal"

sickness! Isn't that odd? He just has days where he feels very weak and

kind of dizzy. I can relate!

Today, however, I'm feeling pretty good. Off to shower, and North to the

accountant, I go! Then home to Kilchis and the Kilchis river to see if I

can find a big native. This truly is my favorite season on the river! (Do

I say that every season? I think so!)

Oh, one note about jig fishing... I have found that the tight mend on a

jig line isn't necessary. I get a more free float, if I just keep letting

line out. I have found the drift less of a hassle, and when the fish takes,

the whip of the line and tension against the water does the job, in hooking

the fish. Then, when I reel in the slack, I hit the fish a couple more times,

to set the hook, more firmly. Works for me. Try it sometime! I can't say

that my hookup ratio has suffered one bit, doing it this way, even with

a huge belly in my line.

Another thought.. Have you ever wondered, when fishing on a slow day, that

the fish may just be biting very, very softly? Frustrating to think how

many you might be missing on those days, by not setting the hook on each

slightly suspicious bump! It's especially frustrating when you are fishing

a hole that has no particularly interesting structure to the bottom of the

river, with a slinky. I finally took off the slinky, while fishing a sand

bottom, and put some lead on. Still didn't hook up, but certainly felt the

bottom more keenly. Anyway... off I go. Now I'm late!

February 12th, 2004
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Do you like jigsaw puzzles? Brain teasers? Well, sometimes

in the morning, I get up and stare at the ifish home page for hours! It's

like a puzzle, with ever increasing pieces! Oregon Wildlife Heritage, "Rod"

called, and wants to advertise the Salmon Quest. "Oh! That is a great

event! OK!"

The NW Steelheaders called. "Can you please help us get the word out

about the Broodstock Rodeo?" "Oh, yes! Ifish totally supports

that!!!"

Kings for Kids needs some space, too! "Oh! I love that program! OK,

I'll put it up!!!!
BUT WHERE??
First in importance, of course, are the sponsors, who help pay

for ifish. But, then again, these sponsors are also supporting these events,

and we all know that these events are what makes the fishing world go around,

so...

Finally! I have created the space, and I'm happy with it! Ifish was getting

a very busy, distracted look, and I wasn't pleased with it. Today, I AM!

I am happy! (Or happi-er!)

After four cups of coffee, and racing thoughts about it in front of the

computer, in the shower, and at the kitchen table, I have moved all of the

tournaments and fundraisers to front and center, next to my decal.

You know, I have entertained thoughts of drop down menus. However, I have

always been from the "K.I.S.S." (Keep it simple, stupid) school

of web design. Not only do drop down menus take longer to load, but I don't

want to hide anything. So, I seem to have more information on ifish home

page, now, and it seems to be in order, and almost, (could it be?) easier

to read and navigate? If so, I have conquered my puzzle! Whoo hooo!

I am very worried about Andrew. Bill nearly took him to the hospital while

I was gone, yesterday. He has very little energy, and can not explain what

is wrong. I hope it's not his heart. He says it hurts in his stomach, but

what worries me, is his lack of energy. He has none! To the docs we go!

I can't tell you the number of stories I have heard about marfan people

going to the emergency room with stomach aches. They are sent home with

a diagnosis of the flu, and later die, because they have have an undiagnosed

abdominal aortic dissection. Hopefully, that isn't the case, but I'd much

rather be safe, than terribly sorry.

David, forever burning 5000 candles at both ends, is trying to do pep band,

the school play, the Key club, and other assorted activities. (You name

it, he wants to do it!) He was sick about a week ago, with the coastal crud.

Well, it's back!

Tillamook is first in their league in both Girls and Boys basketball. This

means traveling to state to play for the games. Last night, out of curiosity

why he was sleeping at 5:00 P.M., I took his temp. It was 104! Whoa! To

the doc you go, too!

They are both sound asleep, and not attending school. This is not good!

I hope to heavens that I don't catch any of this stuff! I simply have too

much to do!

Off I go. Have a terriff day! I just love this sunshine! I must be getting

old, because it feels so good!

February 13th, 2004
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I got a kick out of the casting ponds at the show. I walked

over and watched for a while. There were people that didn't know how to

cast, learning some tricks. I longed for my river. I had the urge to cast

something, somewhere, if I couldn't be on the river. I had a plan.

I walked up. "May I try?" Innocently asking, waiting to be taught.

I fumbled with the line a bit, wrapping it around my feet. "Oops!"

Finally, I attempted a cast, and it sloppily landed by my side. "Help!"

I cried. I got a lesson. They taught me how to hold the rod.
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They taught me the physics of how it works.
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They taught me how to make a good loop.
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By golly, and much to the surprise and pleasure of my teacher, wouldn't

you know it? At the end of my 10 minute lesson, I was double hauling, roll

casting, steeple casting, and they were SO PROUD! HA! HA! HA!!! I kept innocently

asking, as I cast to the end of the pool, "Is this right?" Just

as I was getting a big kick out of my prank, a rep from Lamiglas that I

hadn't seen was watching.and shouted to my instructor, "She's hustling

you!"

DANG! OK, so I was caught, but it didn't stop me from doing it once more,

with different instructors, later in the show!

Now, before you think that was cruddy of me, let me tell you, I did learn

some things! I really did! My roll cast is improved, 100 percent! It's the

big D! I hadn't been doing that, and now that I let my line fall behind

me in that big D, I'm a better roll caster! Also, I was coming too far forward,

on the release. Oh! Another thing! My shoulders get so sore fly casting,

and I learned to loosen up while doing it. All of these things I have been

practicing now, out back. I finally pulled out my fly rod, and put on my

new Christmas present. Weight forward line! It's tougher to cast, but it

sure gets my flies into the bite zone!

I tend to work at one thing at a time, until I get it right. Not just right,

mind you, I am of a personality type that has to do things perfectly. I

have to be the best! So, last, it was fishing with a side planer. I know.

That's a no brainer, but I had to catch a steelie on a planer. I've done

that. I've caught a salmon, and a steelhead. All done. It's really no fun

fighting a fish with that plastic hanging on your line. I don't like it.

Now, I have to accomplish the steelhead on a fly thing, and I'm NOT going

to use an indicator. I have to do it the plain, old fashioned way! No matter

how much Milton Fischer used to tell me that it's not cheating, somehow,

in my own mind, it's not the same as presenting a fly on a natural cast.

Bobber equals cheater in my mind! Maybe not that bad, but it's so like jig

fishing, and I can do that. Sorry, Milt, in all respect. (And, oh! How I

miss you!)
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OK, so is weight forward line cheating too? Uh oh!

I just got back from fishing the low, clear waters of the Kilchis. Not one

bite. It's so crystal clear, and Kilchis, my dog, pretty much spooked anything

that might have been there. As the first rain in days started to spatter

on the back of my coat, I headed back home. I was lazy. Pulled on my hip

boots over my red and white snowflake spattered pajamas. Now, if that wasn't

a sight for the passing log truck drivers to see. "Oh, there is that

girl fishing in her pajamas, again." I bet they pass my way and wonder

what kind of loonie tunes live on the river, up this far. Pajama clad fishing

girls, that's who! And, I don't care!

Who says people can't change, at 43? Let me tell you. I went through a period

in the last six months that was beginning to get old. Real old. I worked

too hard. I played too little, but the number one thing that happened to

me, was the fact that I was seeing things in a negative light. Let me tell

you how simple this is to change!

I don't know what it was, but after the show, I suffered extreme fatigue.

I was so tired, I really wished an aortic dissection would come my way.

I've too often repeated to myself, "O. K., I've done good, God. Here

is what I've done. I'm good. Can I please go now? Is it my time to join

you? Please?" I think this happens out of sheer exhaustion and the

fact that I've grown up so used to the idea of death that it doesn't scare

me at all. Plus, the fact that I'm tickled pink to know that I have a place

reserved with my heavenly Father. Who would ever be afraid to go to a place

where there is no sadness? I'm certainly not!

However, it has not been my time yet. Knowing this, brings me to ask Him,

"How much good do I have to do?" Oh! That's right! I forgot! We

are not measured by our deeds! Somehow I forget that, often.

Anyway, I was getting more and more negative. People would write to me,

complaining about this, or that, on ifish, and I would write back callous,

perhaps cold and frustrated replies. People asked the same old questions,

over and over. I'd hastily type out the same response, with no personal

comments.
No more!
I have a new attitude! (And that song runs through my mind,

often!) I made up my mind to change all of that. When people write to me,

frustrated, I check my energy level. "Am I tired?" If so, I simply

walk away from the computer, until I am renewed. I take a walk on the river,

sit out on the porch and breathe some fresh air, or take a nap. I have stopped

asking, "Do I still have energy to work?" and started asking,

"Do I still have energy to work with a positive and kind attitude?"

When I am new, I return, write a letter, making sure I am (what a friend

told me) firm, fair and friendly. I have turned so many potentially bad

situations into golden opportunities! After all, what do I want from ifish,

and ifishers? I want them to want to make ifish a golden

place to visit! Now, how do I do that? Would you be more inclined to want

to contribute positively when asked by a cranky, frustrated, condemning

person, or a kind, encouraging, complimentary person? You got it! So, I

try, in earnest to value every member and point out their good traits. You

know what? If you look for the positive in each situation, it is there!

It really is! And, it's not just a false front! I have found, through looking

for the good in people, that it is really there! And once I open that up

in people, I really dig them! I saw a signature line in an ifish members

post, and it said, "I love ya, man!" Well, if you start off your

day thinking that of everyone, pretty soon, you feel people loving you,

back! Now, how simple is that?

I don't get as much work done. However, the work I do, is turning out a

better quality, with better and more personal results. It's the old "Quality

over quantity" thing. I want my work to be of the best quality, and

I'm done with trying to zip out 200 e mails in no time so that I can play.

At the end of the old work sessions, I didn't have a good feeling, even

if I 'finished". Now, I do! Finishing to me, now, is the satisfaction

that I did as much work as I could, while keeping a positive outlook, and

by reaching someone new. It feels SO good! Try it!

I would think that this method would not only work with ifish, but with

any job, or life, or circumstance. I finish my day with pride. I still have

the energy and love to deal with my children in the same way.

Oh, one other thing. People don't take the time to really listen to others.

During the show, I made a sincere effort to really look people in the eye,

and listen to them. Not only did I learn the names and

faces of others better, but I had the satisfaction of learning something

about them. When people stood in line to visit, I didn't rush the person

in front of me. That was tough, but hey! One at a time! I want to get to

know you! Not just get to the end.

I guess the whole meaning of what I am trying to say is this: Life is not

a race to get to the end. Not a race to finish my e mail, nor to get through

a line of people, nor to finish a day's work.
Life is happening this very moment. It is the road we travel

on the way. Each and every moment, whether dull, or exciting! Make the most

of every minute you have, and life becomes a fascinating and satisfying

journey!

With that, I realize I am tired again, and simply must go fishing!
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Please don't take me yet, God, I have some fish to catch!

No kidding, though... Try it, for even a day... This positive outlook thing.

Just commit one day to it. And then, commit tomorrow, too! Bite off small

chunks. You think you are doing it for others, but you aren't! The return

for yourself is fabulous! It takes a lot of reminding yourself, but it's

working for me, so far!

February 13th, 2004
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Just wanted to add a little note: Thank you to the rebate

lady, who understood Andrew's visual problems in filling out a rebate form.

Although the call to ask for a second chance will probably cost nearly all

of the rebate, (long distance) she trusted us enough to send Andrew his

money, even though he messed up!. Thanks to the rebate lady!
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I got a kick out of the casting ponds at the show. I walked

over and watched for a while. There were people that didn't know how to

cast, learning some tricks. I longed for my river. I had the urge to cast

something, somewhere! I had a plan.

I walked up. "May I try?" Innocently asking, waiting to be taught.

I fumbled with the line a bit, wrapping it around my feet. "Oops!"

Finally, I attempted a cast, and it sloppily landed by my side. "Help!"

I cried. They taught me how to hold the rod.
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They taught me the physics of how it works.
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They taught me how to make a good loop.
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By golly, and much to the surprise and pleasure of my teacher, wouldn't

you know it? At the end of my 10 minute lesson, I was double hauling, roll

casting, steeple casting, and they were so proud of their student!! HA!

HA! HA!!! I kept innocently asking, as I cast to the end of the pool, "Is

this right?"

Just as I was getting a big kick out of my prank, a rep from Lamiglas that

I hadn't seen shouted out, "She's hustling you!"

DANG! OK, so I was caught! It didn't stop me from doing it once more, with

different instructors, later in the show!

Now, before you think that was cruddy of me, let me tell you, I did learn

some things! My roll cast is improved, 100 percent! It's the big D! I hadn't

been doing that, and now that I let my line fall behind me in that big D,

I'm a better roll caster! Also, I was coming too far forward, on the release.

Another thing! My shoulders get so sore fly casting, and I learned to loosen

up while doing it. All of these things I have been practicing now, out back.

I finally pulled out my fly rod, and put on my new Christmas present. Weight

forward line! It's tougher to cast, but it sure gets my flies into the bite

zone!

I tend to work at one thing at a time, until I get it right. Not just right,

mind you, I am of a personality type that has to do things perfectly. Last,

it was fishing with a side planer. I know. That's a no brainer, but I had

to catch a steelie on a planer. I've done that. I've caught a salmon, and

a steelhead. All done with the side planer! It's really no fun fighting

a fish with that plastic hanging on your line. I don't like it. Now, I have

to accomplish the steelhead on a fly thing, and I'm NOT going to use an

indicator. I have to do it the plain, old fashioned way! No matter how much

Milton Fischer used to tell me that it's not cheating, somehow, in my own

mind, it's not the same as presenting a fly on a natural cast. Bobber equals

cheater in my mind! Maybe not that bad, but it's so like jig fishing, and

I can do that. Sorry, Milt, in all respect. (And, oh! How I miss you!)
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OK, so is weight forward line cheating too? Uh oh!

I just got back from fishing the low, clear waters of the Kilchis. Not one

bite. It's so crystal clear, and Kilchis, my dog, pretty much spooked anything

that might have been there. As the first rain in days started to spatter

on the back of my coat, I headed back home. I was lazy. Pulled on my hip

boots over my red and white snowflake spattered pajamas. Now, if that wasn't

a sight for the passing log truck drivers to see. "Oh, there is that

girl fishing in her pajamas, again." I bet they pass my way and wonder

what kind of 'loonie tunes' live on the river, up this far. Pajama clad

fishing girls, that's who! And, I don't care!

Who says people can't change, at 43? Let me tell you. I went through a period

in the last six months that was beginning to get old. Real old. I worked

too hard. I played too little, but the number one thing that happened to

me, was the fact that I was seeing things in a negative light. Let me tell

you how simple this is to change!

I don't know what it was, but after the show, I suffered extreme fatigue.

I was so tired, I really wished an aortic dissection would come my way.

I've too often repeated to myself, "O. K., I've done good, God. Here

is what I've done. I'm good. Can I please go now? Is it my time to join

you? Please?" I think this happens out of sheer exhaustion and the

fact that I've grown up so used to the idea of death that it doesn't scare

me at all. Plus, the fact that I'm tickled pink to know that I have a place

reserved with my heavenly Father. Who would ever be afraid to go to a place

where there is no sadness? I'm certainly not!

However, it has not been my time yet.

Anyway, I was getting more and more negative. This had to change! People

would write to me, complaining about this, or that, on ifish, and I would

write back callous, perhaps cold and frustrated replies. People asked the

same old questions, over and over. I'd hastily type out the same response,

with no personal comments.
No more!
I have a new attitude! (And that song runs through my mind,

often!) I made up my mind to change all of that. When people write to me,

frustrated, I check my energy level. "Am I tired?" If so, I simply

walk away from the computer, until I am renewed. I take a walk on the river,

sit out on the porch and breathe some fresh air, or take a nap. I have stopped

asking, "Do I still have energy to work?" and started asking,

"Do I still have energy to work with a positive and kind attitude?"

When I am new, I return, write a letter, making sure I am (what a friend

told me) firm, fair and friendly. I have turned so many potentially bad

situations into golden opportunities! After all, what do I want from ifish,

and ifishers? I want them to want to make ifish a golden

place to visit! Now, how do I do that? Make friends of potential enemies!

Would you be more inclined to want to contribute positively when asked by

a cranky, frustrated, condemning person, or a kind, encouraging, complimentary

person? You got it! So, I try in earnest to value every member and note

their good traits. You know what? If you look for the positive in each situation,

it is there! It really is! And, it's not just a false front! I have found

through looking for the good in people, that it is really there! And once

I open that up in people, I really dig them! I saw a signature line in an

ifish members post, and it said, "I love ya, man!" Well, if you

start off your day thinking that of everyone, pretty soon, you feel people

loving you, back! Now, how simple is that?

I don't get as much work done. However, the work I do, is turning out a

better quality. It's the old "Quality over quantity" thing. I

want my work to be of the best quality, and I'm done with trying to zip

out 200 e mails in no time so that I can play. At the end of the old work

sessions, I didn't have a good feeling, even if I 'finished". Now,

I do! Finishing to me, now, is the satisfaction that I did as much work

as I could, while keeping a positive outlook, and by reaching someone new.

It feels SO good! Try it!

I would think that this method would not only work with ifish, but with

any job, or life, or circumstance. I finish my day with pride. I still have

the energy and love to deal with my children in the same way.

People don't take the time to really listen to others. During the show,

I made a sincere effort to really look people in the eye, and listen

to them. Not only did I learn the names and faces of others better, but

I had the satisfaction of learning something about them. When people stood

in line to visit, I didn't rush the person in front of me to get to the

next. That was tough, but hey! One at a time! I want to get to know you!

Not just get to the end of the line.

I guess the whole meaning of what I am trying to say is this: Life is not

a race to get to the end. Not a race to finish my e mail, nor to get through

a line of people, nor to finish a day's work.
Life is happening this very moment. It is the road we travel

on the way. Make the most of every minute you have, and life becomes a fascinating

and satisfying journey!

With that, I realize I am tired again, and simply must go fishing!
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Please don't take me yet, God, I have some fish to catch! More good to do!

No kidding, though... Try it, for even a day... This positive outlook thing.

Just commit one day to it. And then, commit tomorrow, too! Bite off small

chunks. You think you are doing it for others, but you aren't! The return

for yourself is fabulous! It takes a lot of reminding yourself, but it's

working for me, so far! What a time to start this, too. It's Valentines

Day, and you can make your own Valentine! YOU!

February 15th, 2004

Today is the day that I get to demo a new cat! It's a "Rapid

Cat" made by Waterready!,

a new sponsor of ifish! I get to play with it, test it, and write about

it for six months! Fun! Here is a sneak preview:

Boat Watercraft Wheel Vehicle Boats and boating--Equipment and supplies

Automotive tire Window Building Vehicle Wood

Rapid Cat by Waterready!

My only fear is that my doctor would just freak out. They

have made a cart so that I can haul it more easily, and I'll just have to

see what kind of water I'm OK to row it in. Bill is going to follow along

my first time down in the drift boat, just in case I run into trouble. Me?

In trouble? Oh yeah!
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how Molly cat will like this?

Yesterday was a day of making Valentine cookies, and cleaning house. I also

got taken out to dinner! Now, that was fun! We went to Alice's and man were

they busy! You know, Alice's on the Wilson River Hiway? Neat people! I especially

like that the waitress kept referring to us as kids. "You kids

doing OK? Have enough to eat, kids?"
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By the time I was done, I was feeling young and sated!

My valentine cookies are gorgeous! You almost can't eat them! Once, I was

at a restaurant where they had glittered colored sugar at the table, for

your coffee. I have searched for it, ever since. You know how I am about

sparkly things! So, I found it on the internet, ordered some, and absolutely

had a blast decorating cookies! My Mom's recipe is so good!

Are you bored? Check your boat insurance against Boat US. I'm curious to

find out if they offer a better deal than what you have. Please let me know,

if you try it! The link is below:

http://www.qksrv.net/click-1442910-7064306

Think I'll go read the paper and then take a shower. Maybe

I'll make a couple casts before the Cat Man comes at 10:00 AM.

I'm still trying my best to be positive, and how much happier my life has

become! Sometimes people direct me to negative things on other web sites.

You know, "Look what this nasty person, said!" Through my history

with ifish, I am picking up sayings that in all of my life would not have

related, until my work experiences, here. The one that I have been fixating

and learning from lately, is, "I have enough to do, tending to my own

four walls." I like that, so much! I do keep busy, enough, with ifish!

What other people or businesses have going on, need not concern me, as long

as I'm doing my very best, right here at home. Click not, Jennie, and tend

to your own business!
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I fished yesterday and I fished hard! The water is really low, so I changed

my leader to 6, tied on a small hook, and put just a touch of eggs on the

loop. I felt so good about this! You know how sometimes when you fish, and

you just KNOW you are doing it right? Well, I knew! But, the fish just laughed

at me! It was entirely frustrating. I could see the entire bottom structure

of the river, and all of the fish, had there been any! I know they are there,

somewhere, as Bill brought in a wild 20 pound native last week. Where did

he go? I want my turn at him!!!

Oh well, my day is coming. Springers are here, and as you can see by the

picture above. I can catch those brutes! As I remember that fish hitting,

and nearly being pulled out of my boat seat, I smile.

Alright, that thought was enough to make my day. Hope you have a great one,

yourself. Dream fish! Big fish!!!--and smile, too!

February 16th, 2004

The cat experience was grand! Read

about it, and see pictures, here
. Bruce was asked what the name of this

model is. He told me, "Let's call it the Ifish Cat!" Well, OK!

So, there you have it. The Ifish Cat. It's decked out with everything, AND

a cup holder!

You know what? I have rediscovered my USIA waders, just recently. I have

been wearing them so much! I just love them! They are custom fit, so they

fit like a glove. I got so tired of the extra gobs of material folder around

me, when I bought men's chest waders. These are fit, just for me. I'm tall,

so I have to buy men's larges. No more! They are so awesome! I am wearing

them in the pictures above, with my cat. You

can talk to USIA about ordering some, here.
For some reason, I didn't

wear them that much at first. I was taken by my breathables. But, these

are so nice when it's pouring down rain. Just wear your exotherms underneath,

slip these on, and you are NOT going to get cold, or wet! Perfect!

I'm so tired, today. Think I'll take it easy, go shopping, and dilly dally

round the house. It's a rainy day... Think I'll make some soup and fresh

bread.

February 17th, 2004

Alrighty, then. I have my work cut out for me for a while.

Looks like it's home week (month?) for me. Not that I mind. I work a little,

rest a little, fish a little... Reminds me of a song!

Ifish had a traffic surge yesterday, and the bulletin board couldn't keep

up. Therefore, it is time for an upgrade. I knew it was coming, but I tried

to hide from it. No more. We crashed because of this, one other time, and

I turned the other way. But, two times? Time to upgrade!

I used to just panic when ifish had a problem. I have learned to be more

calm about it. It happens. It will happen, and my panic will not fix the

problem. So what if 10,000 addicted readers cannot access their fix?
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Am I responsible for that? Uh oh. I am!

Well, that's fine, but there is no need for panic. It was funny, because

right in the heat of the moment, a member posted, "In Christ you can

do all things!" Oh yeah! I forgot! "God? Help!"

Want to see something awesome? Stan

Fagerstrom sent it to me. Click here!
Even if you aren't of this belief,

the pictures and music are soothing and beautiful!

Yesterday, I went out steelhead fishing. What IS it about this year? I targeted

steelhead in the early winter months, and got huge chinook. Now, I am targeting

steelhead in the late months, and getting HUGE cutthroat!

Of course, the cutts are headed downstream this time of year, and there

are many in the system, so please be careful. What scares me, is the 19

or so inch cutthroat I caught yesterday, could have well been taken for

a jack steelie and bonked by a novice angler.

Cutthroat trout are characterized by two yellow or orange-red lines in the

skin folds of each side of the lower jaw, (Streaks below the operculum)

and heavy spotting well below the lateral line, and the full length of the

fish.

I'll never forget standing on the Kilchis logging bridge as an angler caught

a cutt. He screamed back at his friend, "It's a keeper!" Even

from where I stood, I could tell it was a cutt! I started to yell, but it

was too late. Bonk! Bonk!
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slowly walked down to explain to him the circumstance. Fishermen do not

take well to listening to girls. Did you know that?

Cutts bite very aggressively, and you can tell their fight by a wiggling

trout like action, despite their size. Most steelhead tend to suck and pull,

in my experience. However... I've noticed lately that downstreamers tend

to take bait pretty darn aggressively, also!

Anyhow, what I am getting at, is to please be careful and release these

fish, immediately. You may not retain cutthroat trout in the Tillamook river

systems. Since the law was put into affect that we may not retain this species,

the cutthroat trout has made a fairly decent recovery. I am in awe of this

species, and feel an almost spiritual connection with them.

February 19th, 2004

Sometimes I forget the phrase, "Expect a fish with every

cast." I didn't forget, day before yesterday. My first cast, using

this thought, produced a beautiful 15ish pound native buck.

I can't tell you the number of fish I have caught by the following accidental

method. Jim Erickson taught me how to proceed, after getting your weight

snagged on bottom. Your automatic reaction is to pull. Don't! Let a couple

of pulls of line out, and most often, the river current will do the job

for you. Your pulling only tightens the snag. So, I cast out into the pleasant

waters of the Kilchis river. I had a pink corky and a fresh Marie's sandshrimp

neatly threaded onto my hook. It softly touched bottom throughout the stretch,

and then hung up. I was patient. I let a little line out. It still held

fast onto the rock or stick, on the structure of this particular drift.

Not giving up, I let a little more line out. Finally, I pulled back just

a tinge, and my oh my! The "rock" came alive! The bite of a steelhead

is not something that I can describe, well. It is a feeling of "life"

and that's where my description ends. You just know there is life at the

other end. It's not a bite, nor a pull, nor anything related to anything

I can relate you to. Something is living on the other end of that line!

Bill was upstairs, in the house. I knew he was, and I wanted to share my

treasure before I released this beautiful slab of chrome. I yelled with

all of my might. No answer! Oh well, Mr. Steel, the memory is etched for

me for life. What is it about releasing these beautiful fish that make lasting

memories?

It's not just the fish, either. It's the surroundings. The smell of the

air at the time, the faint blush of green in the alders, the melody of the

birds that sing the arrival of spring.

As I sip the complex spirit of a new brand of coffee I purchased the other

day and glance outside at the changing seasons, I feel a rush of satisfaction

in life that I have been missing for a while.
All is well, in the Kilchis canyon.

Reflecting back on some darker days in my soul, I realize that what I had

read somewhere in a book, is true. If you don't experience darker days in

your life, you don't appreciate the light, nearly so much. So, it is with

that thought, that I reach out for the sun and learn to enjoy every mood

I experience in my life, and know that for each season, there is a reason.

February 21st, 2004

Sometimes I get so frustrated with learning something new,

that all I can think of to clear my brain is to dump myself in the river.

That would work, right? Then, I'd be all clear in the head, and when I returned

to my computer, everything would work as I think it should.

There is something about the river's invitation to me, that is cleansing.

When I get to my wit's end, I want to sit on the river bank, and run my

hands through the mud, the sand, the water, the sticks and rocks. It's crisp

clean water draws me in. It renews me.

Earth, which is pure, and clean, and simple.

A friend of mine from way back, "Janie," talked to me about Reed

College. How, after finals she wanted to join her Father on the farm in

Eastern Oregon, and do strenuous physical work. She needed to relax her

mind, and use her body muscles, instead of her brain muscles. I can totally

relate to that, this morning.

Years ago in my Portland State days, I was downtown eating lunch at "Hamburger

Mary's," a place no longer in existence. I spotted "Janie."

She had been at Reed for three years, and I hadn't seen her in a long while.

I shouted out, "Janie!!" Her hair was a mess. The stylish, smiley

and social girl that I went to high school with was now in old, dirty clothes,

and looked much different. She said to me in a low, and very serious voice,

"My name is not "Janie", it is Jane."

Reed got that girl!
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She went on to tell me about getting her food out of garbage bins at Safeway,

and... well, this well-to-do socialite, who once lived in an upper class

neighborhood, and dressed to the hilt in high school had been Reed-ified.

(Reed-efined?)

But still, as I try to configure this new software board called Threads,

and get it to run (at least) similarly to the old ifish bulletin board,

I, too, want to go to Jane's Father's home to work, strenuously.

My brain is full. I want to run my hands through the earth, on the river,

and plunge my body into the cold depths of the winter runoff.

Let me tell you, ladies and Gentlemen... When I started ifish, I had no

clue how difficult it might be at times, nor how large it would become.

I find myself wishing I was rich enough to say, "Here, YOU DO IT!"

But I can't, because, well... No one cares about ifish as much as I do,

and most hired people don't understand that.

It is with great pride, and not without great frustrations at times, that

I proceed. There are times when I want to throw up my hands, and say, "I

quit!" (Right now!)

Instead, I'll walk out to the river and roll in the mud for a while.
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I'm kidding, but my visits to the river are curative for me. The earth does

cleanse my spirit and renew my will to learn, learn, learn some more. It's

like it sweeps out a corner of my brain so there is room for more.

Sometimes I stare at the piano, which of late, more frequently gathers dust.

Would it help to sit down, and bang out some Rachmaninoff, or would my fingers

stumble and result in frustration? I'm too afraid to try. Have I lost my

repertoire? Has my touch disappeared? Will I play, and feel a void?

I'll have to try that, and let you know. But for now, I'm going out to the

river.

February 22nd, 2004

Hey! I think I am getting somewhere with the new board, now!

I'd better go fishing anyhow, just to make sure my head is still clear!

:)

February 24th, 2004

Yes, I am still alive, and yes, I made it through all that

chocolate cake, for my birthday. :) I am a busy girl lately, with the new

board, and will write as soon as I can!

Things are crazy, crazy, but we are getting places! A new picture upload!

A new board! Software that can handle more traffic! Just one thing, though.

My only wish is that "MySQL," were "YourSQL." I don't

understand it, so you can have it! I got asked by my tech last night, if

I wanted anything else added to the "MySQL dump." Uh, Er... What

is it?!? I'm learning, I'm learning!

Told Pete last night, that I may get to go "girl shopping" this

evening. Bill has a meeting in Portland, and it's been ages since I've been

to Nordies. His reply? "I want one!"
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Here is what the boys bought me for my birthday. Aren't

they lovely?


Flower Plant Houseplant Flowerpot Petal

Primroses for Jennie Rose!

February 26th, 2004

This morning, I was going to write about some of my favorite

things, which have been coming to mind, quite frequently. Along with a smile,

I might add.

However, I have a massage appointment at 8:00, and I'm late! It's a Birthday

present, and a good one, at that! Great timing, too! :) I can't move my

neck right now. Maybe after this appointment!

And by the way, massage is one of my favorite things! I'll add to this when

I get home. (That is, unless the Wilson river kidnaps me on the way home!)

February 27th, 2004

I'm not going to hide it. I'm frustrated.

I've hired different consultants for different tasks in putting together

the new ifish bulletin board. Some of them are less than cooperative, or

involved. Sigh.

I have no interest in learning more than I need to, to run it. I need to

administer it, to edit, delete, approve registrations, and help people,

well... to help our community be a stronger force of fishermen and women.

I want MySQL to become 'someone else's' SQL, and I have no calling to learn

to configure .CSS or to edit permissions of read write, etc... I just want

it to work right! However, it seems that's not a choice. I have to learn.

(And learn, I am!)

Ifish is open 24 hours a day, you know. That'd be 24/7/365, except on leap

year when it's 366. I've had my fill of this for a while, and today is my

day of rest. I've said that for six days now, and I keep getting sucked

back in. I've got to learn about God's gift and blessing to us: REST.

I've got to learn to find a quiet place for prayer and realize that God

is in control. As everyone can clearly see, I am not!
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I do have a big poster of that in my office. It says: "God is in control"

I don't read it often, enough.

Now, for the benefit of all involved, I am going to continue with a

few of my favorite things.
I need focus and I need to see all things

beautiful, and count my blessings!
...on coffee and massage

Yesterday, my massage was awesome! As my 30 minutes of pure heaven were

drawing to a close, my masseuse told me that she was going to give me a

bottle of water, and that I should probably do a liquid fast in the morning,

or even all day, to help all of the toxins escape my system. I was eager

to please and follow her recommendation. On the way home, I drove past a

coffee stand. Latte's are liquid, are they not?
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"I'll have a double butterscotch in a short glass." Ah! Liquid

heaven!

How do you feel about ordering coffee drinks? Do you drive up to the window

feeling nervous?

You think you need to be an expert to order wine? As I drive along Tillamook's

main highway, I see at least 5 different coffee shops. All of them have

their own "latte" lingo. Want a Grande? Or, perhaps over there,

we go by drink size in ounces. "Eight, twelve, or sixteen?" Across

the street we have "small, medium and large." Down 5th street

we must refer to them as "short, medium or tall."

Now that we have sizes down, (or not) let's talk about mochas, latte's,

italian ices, steamers, doubles, singles, decaffeinated, (unleaded) or caffeineated,

(leaded.) Want half caffeineated and half caffeineated? Call it a "half

caf." You are catching on, aren't you?

You want skim milk? Call it "skinny." It sounds cool, if nothing

else.

I suppose you should have the basic coffee nouns working for you. All in

Italian, here they are: Espresso, macchiato, cappuccino and

latte
. These nouns explain to the waitress in the box (Barista?)

how much milk you want in your coffee.

The rest is all adjectives. This is how you want the Italian noun prepared.

You know, how much flavor, how much foam, whipped cream or without?

Driving up to a box alongside the road, for coffee is fun and convenient,

no doubt. I really enjoyed my butterscotch latte after my massage. I was

able to order what I wanted, and it satisfied me. I doubt the massage lady

would have recommended it, but the end result for me, was good.

Here at home, I have Yuban. Right now, I'm going to go pour myself a leaded

skinny grande without.

...and then, I'm going fishing!

I really had to get off the bulletin board track this morning. For all of

those concerned about my sanity, I say, "walk a mile in my ifish boots!"

Perhaps I've had too much java today. Both in computer language, and what

drips from my coffee maker.

Seriously, I can only go so fast with learning this new computer stuff.

So, I'm going to simply purchase both a Classic license, and a Threads license,

and take my time in getting to know and configure the new software. Thank

you for your patience!

February 28th, 2004

Now, onto a few of my favorite things...

I adore waking up to the darkness with the sliding door open, so that I

can hear the river, at 5:00 A.M. Wandering downstairs with two happy dogs

wagging their tails, anxious for a cookie, ready to go bark at critters

in the night. I like that. I never get tired of that. Every morning is exciting

to me, as I wonder, "What does today have in store?"

I am happily habituated in grabbing a hot cup of coffee with hazelnut creamer,

and walking to the computer. Finding nice e mails from ifishers in my inbox,

telling me I'm doing a good job with ifish. That makes me smile!

As the sun comes up, I see thousands of robins in the meadow! Tiny junco,

song sparrows, chickadees, and occasionally one lone Townsend's warbler

that comes in close, to peck at the suet. Oh! And where is my ruby crowned

kinglet? Gone for Spring?

The blush of pink on the alders, and the light green on the tips of the

forest trees tell me that spring is near.

I wonder when the junco will go. I wonder when the Townsend's warbler will

make his last winter visit. This is his third year return. When he leaves,

I worry that I won't see him next year.

But soon! Soon, my beautiful goldfinch will return!!

Bird Water Nature Beak Organism

Photo by Jen

We already had a driveby of a hummingbird, so I made some

food and hung out two hummy feeders.

Bird Hummingbird Beak Pollinator Rufous Hummingbird

Photo by Jen

So far, no takers. But, soon! How could you not be excited

about a new day when you have hummies to look forward to? It could be today!

Head Art Font Pattern Symmetry
...and those rhodies are going

to bloom, too!

As soon as the light spreads across the meadow, the dogs know there is a

real possibility that I will head towards the mud room, still adorned in

my pajamas, and slide on my waders. Every time I get near my waders, Kilchis

begins to bark wildly! You know, this bugs me so much! I can't get him to

be quiet! However, I know that come the day that he gets too old to be this

excited, my heart will sink.

My favorite things? Watching Kilchis dig holes while I cast, and cast again.

Molly, the fishing cat, wildly runs, jumping from one of his freshly dug

beach holes, to the next. She hides in them. As if we can't see her! I can't

help but giggle between casts.

Winter water levels are still here, but on select days when the water recedes,

I get a peek at the true color of spring. The moss on the rocks exposed,

is a hideously bright green that almost laughs at you, as it pops out of

the water like a jack in the box. The river joins in... a raucous cackle.

Yip. Spring is near. You just know that Spring is here

when the river begins to laugh!
Font Art Electric blue Pattern Symmetry


As Molly finally tires of her game, she jumps up my back, and crawls upon

my shoulder. She finds a perching point, and stops to watch that incredibly

enticing pink corky fly from shore to water, and land softly, just where

I want it. As the line peels off my reel, I finally feel that familiar bump,

bump, bump, of the river bottom structure, that I know so well.

Sometimes, I count a time signature to my lead, dancing on the bottom. It

depends on the water level, whether it's a fast 6/8 or a slow waltz.

But my favorite of all favorite things? With Molly, perched on my shoulder,

I feel an incredible, "without a doubt" movement on the other

end of my line. I lift my line, ever so gently, and reassure myself that

"yes, indeed!" That is a fish!

Set the hook! Molly flies into the bushes! I yell at Kilchis! "Kilchis!

I got one! Kilchis!!! It's BIG!" Kilchis doesn't know what I'm talking

about, until he sees the splashes in the river, and it is at that point

that he joins in the excitement!

Molly comes crawling out, interested, also.

This all happened yesterday.

As I unhooked that beautiful wild, near 15 pound steelie, with the blush

on his cheeks, and a beautiful ribbon of rosy sunrise down his lateral line,

we all sat together, on the beach, spent from the energy and enthusiasm.

Molly, Kilchis, and me. We watched the fish swim free.

As I gave Kilchis a hug, and patted Molly on the topside, I said to them

both, and without a doubt, "these are a few of my favorite things."

February 28th, 2004

Now, onto a few of my favorite things...

I adore waking up to the darkness with the sliding door open, so that I

can hear the river, at 5:00 A.M. Wandering downstairs with two happy dogs

wagging their tails, anxious for a cookie, ready to go bark at critters

in the night. I like that. I never get tired of that. Every morning is exciting

to me, as I wonder, "What does today have in store?"

I am happily habituated in grabbing a hot cup of coffee with hazelnut creamer,

and walking to the computer. Finding nice e mails from ifishers in my inbox,

telling me I'm doing a good job with ifish. That makes me smile!

As the sun comes up, I see thousands of robins in the meadow! Tiny junco,

song sparrows, chickadees, and occasionally one lone Townsend's warbler

that comes in close, to peck at the suet. Oh! And where is my ruby crowned

kinglet? Gone for Spring?

The blush of pink on the alders, and the light green on the tips of the

forest trees tell me that spring is near.

I wonder when the junco will go. I wonder when the Townsend's warbler will

make his last winter visit. This is his third year return. When he leaves,

I worry that I won't see him next year.

But soon! Soon, my beautiful goldfinch will return!!

Bird Water Nature Beak Organism

Photo by Jen

We already had a driveby of a hummingbird, so I made some

food and hung out two hummy feeders.

Bird Hummingbird Beak Pollinator Rufous Hummingbird

Photo by Jen

So far, no takers. But, soon! How could you not be excited

about a new day when you have hummies to look forward to? It could be today!

Head Art Font Pattern Symmetry
...and those rhodies are going

to bloom, too!

As soon as the light spreads across the meadow, the dogs know there is a

real possibility that I will head towards the mud room, still adorned in

my pajamas, and slide on my waders. Every time I get near my waders, Kilchis

begins to bark wildly! You know, this bugs me so much! I can't get him to

be quiet! However, I know that come the day that he gets too old to be this

excited, my heart will sink.

My favorite things? Watching Kilchis dig holes while I cast, and cast again.

Molly, the fishing cat, wildly runs, jumping from one of his freshly dug

beach holes, to the next. She hides in them. As if we can't see her! I can't

help but giggle between casts.

Winter water levels are still here, but on select days when the water recedes,

I get a peek at the true color of spring. The moss on the rocks exposed,

is a hideously bright green that almost laughs at you, as it pops out of

the water like a jack in the box. The river joins in... a raucous cackle.

Yip. Spring is near. You just know that Spring is here

when the river begins to laugh!
Font Art Electric blue Pattern Symmetry


As Molly finally tires of her game, she jumps up my back, and crawls upon

my shoulder. She finds a perching point, and stops to watch that incredibly

enticing pink corky fly from shore to water, and land softly, just where

I want it. As the line peels off my reel, I finally feel that familiar bump,

bump, bump, of the river bottom structure, that I know so well.

Sometimes, I count a time signature to my lead, dancing on the bottom. It

depends on the water level, whether it's a fast 6/8 or a slow waltz.

But my favorite of all favorite things? With Molly, perched on my shoulder,

I feel an incredible, "without a doubt" movement on the other

end of my line. I lift my line, ever so gently, and reassure myself that

"yes, indeed!" That is a fish!

Set the hook! Molly flies into the bushes! I yell at Kilchis! "Kilchis!

I got one! Kilchis!!! It's BIG!" Kilchis doesn't know what I'm talking

about, until he sees the splashes in the river, and it is at that point

that he joins in the excitement!

Molly comes crawling out, interested, also.

This all happened yesterday.

As I unhooked that beautiful wild, near 15 pound steelie, with the blush

on his cheeks, and a beautiful ribbon of rosy sunrise down his lateral line,

we all sat together, on the beach, spent from the energy and enthusiasm.

Molly, Kilchis, and me. We watched the fish swim free.

As I gave Kilchis a hug, and patted Molly on the topside, I said to them

both, and without a doubt, "these are a few of my favorite things."

FISHING THE

COAST

A journal of my adventures.


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