Ducking the Wind

Ducking the Wind


“Dodging the Wind” – Joe Pug

We will fish through rain, sleet, snow, hail or blistering sun. We will endure financial stress and marital strife. Under seige from mosquitos and threat of bears. Scratched, bitten and sunburnt we will press on. Water logged, shivering and sleep deprived still we fish.

But an incessant wind is another matter entirely. A wretched pestilence fouling casts and sending boatmates ducking. A constant headache sucking the moisture from your body and the joy from your soul.

So with a heavy sigh we point the boat towards shore and resign ourselves to the prospect of beers and a campfire.

But not until we’ve took a little supper to even out the hassle.


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