Participated in my first fire drill today and got to spend the majority of my break in a firehouse. Gotta say, glad it was not the real deal. What a mess. I pretty much am unable to upload, or whatever you call what you do to make a post when the camp electronic super highway has a porn traffic jam going on. Therefore I either get my posts done during midday break or it takes me an hour and a half to do 20 mins work.
Let me explain the way the camp rooms work. 2 rooms connected by a bathroom where both rooms share that bathroom. It works good. Whoever is on the other side of my shitter is the one of the loudest snoring dudes that I have ever heard. He is asleep before I get off work every night, and showers and is gone before I rise. I tie flies next to the bathroom door and I can hear him plain as day sawing away. Every 5 mins or so I will hear him let out a scream/grunt. Not sure if in his dream he is ordering a pizza or being chased by an escaped gorilla. It’s a riot. tomor night if he is really givin er’ I will try and capture some audio to share.
Late season Bow River brown.
Nasty boy Gartside leech tied on an owner 60′ jig hook. Probably my favourite all time bow river streamer.
A thank you gift I tied for Matlock and marky mark this past summer.
While going through my trapline of fishing blogs (which i now quite enjoy) ran across this post on
DAWN PATROL Read and heed