Certifiable G-g-g-good Time?
This column by The Union Leader's John Harrigan, "Ice fishing, a sport for the certifiable," got me thinking about fun, frozen winter days down on Bad Luck Pond with Ed and company ... and I realized that I haven't been ice fishing at all this year. In fact, it's been a long time since we've been down to Douglas to see that branch of the family. Now I like fishing of most sorts, but it takes somebody with Ed's special enthusiasm to me worked up about dragging a sled around a frozen pond while the wind scours across the ice and the water sloshing out of the freshly augured holes turns your gloves into inflexible ice-gauntlets. He manages it, though, and I've never had a bad time on Bad Luck, even in the dead of winter, and even when the fish aren't biting.
Somewhat odd to be thinking of ice fishing, though, as we pack our bathing suits and beach towels (and I pack up my salt water fly fishing gear) for a visit to Florida's Gulf Coast this week.
This column by The Union Leader's John Harrigan, "Ice fishing, a sport for the certifiable," got me thinking about fun, frozen winter days down on Bad Luck Pond with Ed and company ... and I realized that I haven't been ice fishing at all this year. In fact, it's been a long time since we've been down to Douglas to see that branch of the family. Now I like fishing of most sorts, but it takes somebody with Ed's special enthusiasm to me worked up about dragging a sled around a frozen pond while the wind scours across the ice and the water sloshing out of the freshly augured holes turns your gloves into inflexible ice-gauntlets. He manages it, though, and I've never had a bad time on Bad Luck, even in the dead of winter, and even when the fish aren't biting.
Somewhat odd to be thinking of ice fishing, though, as we pack our bathing suits and beach towels (and I pack up my salt water fly fishing gear) for a visit to Florida's Gulf Coast this week.
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