Down on the Farm - Bream and friends complete the expeirience
Life's paths take us all on a unique journey. There are just some luckier than others: such as those of us who get to spend even one sunny Sunday afternoon at the farm, fishing for bream, catching up with old friends and listening to the game on the radio.
It was just such a mid-May day as I stood on the banks of a Grayson County farm pond I had fished for two decades. A melancholy had gnawed at me a year earlier as I bounced down a gravel road on my way home from this place. It had been a magical day, as so many others here had been. This beautiful 25-acre body of water was full of large bream that eagerly took our flies and battled hard against our No. 4-weight fly rods. I believed that was the last of those days, because the owner had put the farm up for sale.
Is there something on my line? Anticipation is why the journey is half the fun
The line had relaxed as the plastic lure eased through the water and paused by the fallen log. The world held its breath in anticipation. It was one of those perfect moments when you know what is going to happen, but are still unable to fully prepare.
A weightless worm will dart this way and that if allowed the right amount of slack. A beautiful, easy to catch, tasty morsel moving into position not only rouses memories of other fishing trips, but taps a deeper place in the angler’s mind. Where for a few moments the realm of possibility is greater than reality. Our mind’s eye rarely pictures a small fish about to attack the bait … on the tee box we never picture a bad shot. Anticipation always produces perfect moments. (Even for a pessimist, anticipation produces a perfectly bad feeling.)
Here's an amateur video of some sensational elk bulls in the Big Horn Mountains in Montana this fall. Most folks will never get to see such a sight. Enjoy!
I think I counted a 7x bull, but if he's only a 6x6...he's one of the biggest I've ever seen. Pretty cool footage, none the less...Happy drooling boy
Latest ShareLunker is one of a kind, and a heart-warming story, too.
(March 10, 2009 ) ATHENS, Texas—ShareLunker program manager David Campbell often says anglers who donate big bass to the program are the best conservationists in Texas, and that statement is backed up by what happened at Lake Fork Saturday.
Guide James Caldemeyer was fishing with clients Brian Ketterer and Shannon Spear of Conroe, and they were looking forward to catching some big fish.
They had no idea what they were about to get into when they pulled into a small cove with nearly a dozen other boats. “With my polarized sunglasses I could see a fish swimming slowly near the surface, and it looked like she was struggling,” said Caldemeyer. “I caught her with my net. I could see she was a gigantic fish and that she was in trouble. My concern was for the welfare of the fish, so I netted her and put her into the livewell and told my clients that we needed to take her in so her air bladder could be punctured—I didn’t have a needle with me.”
Autumn mournings - traditions that will never fall
During the summer in Texas, the sun is just an ominous ball of heat. Everyday the big shiny sphere of gas makes the days hotter and hotter, until September 1, the real first day of the year.
This pseudo New Year's Day or the opening day of dove season in Texas is when the days start to revolve around the rising and setting of the sun instead of just the intensity of the sun itself.
Yes, it is still wise to seek the shelter of a good air conditioner and a football game during the heat of the day, but at the beginning and end most thoughts turn to fast, grey wings crossing against the now beautiful (and not so seemingly hot) setting sun.
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