A load of salmon had just been trucked in from the Barrier Dam miles downstream and a few fisherfolk were testing the waters with no particular luck despite the fact that the big fish were rolling just beyond the dock. A few boats were parked off shore and the stillness was such that you could hear the boaters' voices in normal conversation. "Maybe we should try shrimp. Did you get shrimp?" "Nope. I got some PowerBait, that's all."
365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Lake Scanewa
A load of salmon had just been trucked in from the Barrier Dam miles downstream and a few fisherfolk were testing the waters with no particular luck despite the fact that the big fish were rolling just beyond the dock. A few boats were parked off shore and the stillness was such that you could hear the boaters' voices in normal conversation. "Maybe we should try shrimp. Did you get shrimp?" "Nope. I got some PowerBait, that's all."
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