Ready, set, fish…
By Tom Chandler on May 1, 2006 in Travel
After what only seemed like forever, I’m safely tucked away at Rich Margiotta’s house in Knoxville, TN. It’s after midnight on Monday, which means my plane from Chicago was better than 2.5 hours late. It’s hardly a secret that - like a souffle - I don’t travel particularly well. In fact, if I wasn’t afraid of looking like a complete and utter sissy, I’d probably invent some whiny rationalization why nobody should fish a place they couldn’t drive to.
Tomorrow, though, it begins. Rich and I will meet up with Ian and go catch some fish. It’s likely these won’t be big fish, but it’s 100% certain they’ll be gorgeous wild fish, and maybe even a few will be native brookies left behind when the last ice age ended.
I just pulled a couple cane rods out of my bag - a pair of Raine hollowbuilts, a Thramer hollowbuilt, and a Beasley-built 50DF for back up. Cane rods are the perfect fishing tools for the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Not to mention they’re almost as beautiful as the fish… See you in the park.
pseudososa | May 2, 2006 | Reply
Glad to see you’re transporting the bird flu virus to the East Coast. And don’t worry about looking like an utter sissy-Dave had that figured out 3 posts ago. Yea, we’re dishing out the dirt while you’re gone.
longcreek | May 2, 2006 | Reply
I have to admit that it’s a special guilty pleasure to kick Tom when he’s sick and/or down and since he’s also been taunting us I figure it’s No Mercy for the weasel. So if we have some extra frustration and bile built up due to the lousy water levels and fishing I think Copyboy is a suitable target.
TC | May 2, 2006 | Reply
I travel all the way to Tennessee - despite my nearly dead condition - and fish the park (tomorrow we float the Holsten) just so you drips can have some nice fishing to read about, and this is the thanks I get.
I need more female friends.
longcreek | May 3, 2006 | Reply
Which just goes to show that no matter where you are, you still find something to whine about.