One of the joys of rural living are the power outages – the last one of which cost me an hour’s work on a proposal and most of this post. Still, it’s a small price to pay for living at the base of mountain – and minutes away from good trout water.
What’s Next?
I’ve been busy socking away articles for next week’s Underground – especially the stretch at the end where I’ll be driving, driving, flying, flying and driving to a part of Maine so remote that you’ll need to read my Underground posts in ultra-slow (dial-up) motion.
The two weeks after that will be a real fish fest, and if the weather stays reasonably warm, there could be some smallmouth, landlocked Atlantic Salmon and even a few Brookies in my future.
It’s a hard life, I know.
The FFR Show in Denver
MidCurrent continues to report on some of the more interesting products coming out of the Denver Fly Fishing Retailers show, but continues to omit the Real Juicy Stuff we all really want to hear, like how much beer was consumed at the Patagonia/bloggers gathering and who streaked the convention floor wearing only a lampshade. Our money’s on those troublemakers over at Flyfishingmagazine.com.
As always Undergrounders, when it happens, it happens here the best. See you on the river, Tom Chandler.






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Off the record, the guy with the lampshade was our pal Zugbug. That is actually pretty tame for him.
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OK. Kinda glad I wasn’t there to see that, though the free beer could have led to things that other folks would rather not see.
Thus, the great wheel existence continues spinning…
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