High all. I'm back from a wonderful but short vacation, 2 weeks is not that long. Was able to get reacquainted with my wife and my dog. Saw lots of family and friends, ate home made donuts from my Aunt, (I won't put her age up because even though so doesn't have a computer someone out there will tell her that I put her age up). Had dinner with my cousin Ron and his wife Nancy. Call people I didn't have a chance to see and had beers with former colleagues, all in all a wonderful time.
What did I miss the most besides the obvious, wife, dog, and family? Well I can honestly say fishing. I didn't realize until I got out on the water with Colin and others how much. It isn't so much the fishing as getting out and enjoying what we have in Canada. There are is the usually contrasts I could make: the air, the blue sky, uncrowded cities etc. But you've heard it all before from people who travel.
Perhaps it is the noise, or lack of it. Maybe the simple act of sitting on your front deck with a warm coffee reading a paper. The dog at your feet. Your spouse beside you, (or filling your coffee). Watching a deer emerge from the woods, or a humming bird checking out every hosta flower. Or perhaps the anticipation of what lays ahead as you unhitch a boat and head out on the water with old friends.
Life is all about the simple things. Friends, family, a house and enough money to heat it. Not much has changed, but from a far it is more clear to me what is important.
So here is the fruits of the fishing labour.
Colin caught this 51 inch Musky on the Ottawa river near Wendover.
Mine, (Colin can't figure out how to work a blackberry camera that's why he is holding my fish,) is a meager 38 inches.
Well as I return to a smoggy humid 40 degree over crowded city called Beijing I must now deal with my new Chinese friends at Chinese Customs. Once again they have denied entry to my equipment. Even with the right international paper work. Life is an adventure over here. Just wish they would pick set of rules to play by instead of changing them on the fly.
Will update you all with the story when it is complete. For now enjoy the fish.
1 comment:
Right on, Barry! At this time of the year, I am troubled by noises which I can't identify as the sounds of crickets, owls, loons or the occasional far away automobile. Oh, I just about forgot the background noise of leaves in the wind or, at the right time of the month, of moonbeams. The latter are really subtle and rarely actually wake me up.
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