A Flounder

Today I pulled up a nice sized winter flounder in my oyster dredge. It was probably a keeper. But I let it go back into the cold water. Made me remember early spring fishing on Saugatuck Harbor (CT) with my father. Those dinners were the best.

Along with me today was my friend Eric C. We were roomies in college and continue to be very good friends. He lives in maine. Today was a nice opportunity for us to catch up while pulling up oysters. Then a few beers on land.

Today I also caught up with Terry Thomas from Wales. He is now writing for a fishing magazine over there called Total Sea Magazine:

http://www.totalseamagazine.com/

His photography and writing were applied to me, Chip, and Joel a couple years ago and published in some UK mags. Clive Gammon also wrote Chip up in Ireland of the Welcomes magazine...a nice piece with some great shots by Terry.

If only we could live forever.

More next year.

J.

It's December

Well, I didn't end up filling in the spaces towards the end of the fishing season. It ended well with several days floating peacefully around the bay in the fog with my flyrod, hooking up almost every cast. Then it ended.

But so busy doing other things that I was secretly happy to see the fish go away. You see, when they are around I am anxious and feel that I am always missing something if I am not casting a line. So, naturally, when they leave I feel focused on whatever else I am doing. And these days it is basically surviving.

The oysters and other endeavors are going well and it still feels good to be spending just about every day on the water here in Duxbury. The season never ends when you are on the water all the time. Really. I can't explain it, but the time...it warps, and the gradual change in season is almost imperceptible on the daily basis. It flows so seemlessly but goes much faster. I am already feeling behind for my spring time tasks.

Tonight there is a new moon and it is dark as ink out there. It is 32 degrees and raining. I hear the rain on the roof right now. Supposed to change to sleet off and on. Sleet, yay. Nothing like an inch or two of sleet. But no matter, only the wind screws me up.

Not sure where this is going, so more later.

J