11-19-2018, 10:05 PM
[#0000FF]Those who know me know that I ain't antisocial. But they also know that I like to fish alone. Fishing has always been my best "brain-broom"...to sweep out all the accumulated stress and garbage and open myself back up to being tolerant of family and "friends".[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]But, there have been plenty of times I would have liked to have had someone else nearby to witness and help me celebrate great experiences. And there have been a few times when having someone else along would have made problems easier to solve or at least to bear. Most of us who choose to set forth all by our ownself come to realized the tradeoffs between solitude and companionship.[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]One of my favorite fishing jokes involves just that. Seems a prominent member of a small town church woke up one Sunday morning with a severe case of "fishing pox". He looked out on the lovely spring morning and just knew the fish would be slurping his favorite flies. So he faked a cough and headache and sent the family off to church without him.[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]Knowing he didn't have much time to fish and get back home before the family did, he rushed to his favorite spot on a nearby stream. His first cast was accepted by a big brown trout...one of the biggest he had ever caught on that stream. After releasing it he moved downstream and got into a series of very nice fish...all brought to net without any breakoffs or "long line releases". For over an hour it was fish after fish. But then he had to go home to get back into his "sickbed".[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]Up in heaven there was a conference going on. One of the angels approached the holy Deity and exclaimed that what they had just witnessed was surely a great sin...asking why He had allowed a slacker from church to have such a great fishing day. With a sly
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[#0000FF]But, there have been plenty of times I would have liked to have had someone else nearby to witness and help me celebrate great experiences. And there have been a few times when having someone else along would have made problems easier to solve or at least to bear. Most of us who choose to set forth all by our ownself come to realized the tradeoffs between solitude and companionship.[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]One of my favorite fishing jokes involves just that. Seems a prominent member of a small town church woke up one Sunday morning with a severe case of "fishing pox". He looked out on the lovely spring morning and just knew the fish would be slurping his favorite flies. So he faked a cough and headache and sent the family off to church without him.[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]Knowing he didn't have much time to fish and get back home before the family did, he rushed to his favorite spot on a nearby stream. His first cast was accepted by a big brown trout...one of the biggest he had ever caught on that stream. After releasing it he moved downstream and got into a series of very nice fish...all brought to net without any breakoffs or "long line releases". For over an hour it was fish after fish. But then he had to go home to get back into his "sickbed".[/#0000FF]
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[#0000FF]Up in heaven there was a conference going on. One of the angels approached the holy Deity and exclaimed that what they had just witnessed was surely a great sin...asking why He had allowed a slacker from church to have such a great fishing day. With a sly
, He answered "Who is he going to be able to tell?"[/#0000FF]
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