Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Some Days You Eat The Bear

East Idaho's been hovering around or below zero degrees for two weeks now and I've been trapped inside the house, fending off a nasty respiratory infection.  Cough medicine and antibiotics have staved off the infection, but not the cabin fever. 

My head has been in a bad place since Christmas.  I really needed some time on the water today and it felt great to get out. 
I'll admit I get pretty superstitious about the first fish I catch each year - as if it is an indication of what's to follow thereafter.  I dread the idea of foul-hooking a sucker on my first outing of the year.  Fortunately, the first fish this year was the above-referenced cuttbow.  He was a fine specimen and, as a hybrid, was strong as a bull.  Seriously, it took me about 15 minutes to get him to the net.

Even with a short window of fishing time, it was a good day to get out - with temps in the high 20's. 

I am still jonesing for a trip somewhere warm, however.

They say a leisure class exists at both ends of the American economic spectrum.  Somehow, despite my best efforts, I've found myself stuck in the middle - with neither enough cash nor enough time to explore even a fraction of the places I've set aside for next year.

I need to feel warm water under a bright sun.  I need to explore some new territory.

Still, today's outing did wonders for my spirits.

Today, I ate the bear.


  1. Glad you got out and into some fish! Finally got you added to the blog roll!

  2. I'd love that. I went to Yellowstone 20yrs ago and I've been wanting to go back every since. I did a trip from SD to Missoula MT. I only fished in AZ and MT. Sad. This was way before I fly fished.