November 20, 2015

Thank You

Many folks have a list they write.  Things they want to do before they die list basically.  The lists vary greatly.  Some things on people's lists are too out there and unattainable. Some are too short sighted and not really challenging. The one common theme to all  the lists is dreaming. Don't wait until near the end of your life to start marking off the items on the list.

I put things on my bucket list as I experience them. I have no idea what they are until I actually do them.  These things need to make me feel alive and appreciative of what I have lived and what I have to look forward to.

The movie the Bucket List had the wrong idea.  The two friends in the movie waited too long to go out and experience life and truly live it.  They began their quests when both were diagnosed with a terminal disease.

About twenty years ago I was asked by an acquaintance to go trout fishing opening day.  As the date neared the weather forecast looked atrocious. It called for eight to twelve inches.  I contemplated calling off the outing.  The guy was driving all the way from Chicago in the snow storm so who was I to cancel if he wanted to still go.

I met up near my home and we both took our vehicles to fish.  The rural roads had not been plowed and we were the first fools to barrel through the eight inches already on the ground.  I had a SUV so I went first and blazed the trail.  He had a all wheel drive Subaru Wagon.

We got to our first destination.  It took us twice as long to get there as I planned.  I geared up and layered up.  There was no wind.  The snow was falling in large flakes directly to the ground. The snow fall made no sound and drown out all other sounds and senses. Everything in life slowed down.  It seemed like I was watching a movie with me in it in slow motion.

We placed ourselves on each side of a large beaver dam.  We methodically fished the beaver dam for a couple hours. The snow continued to fall.  Snow built up on the bill of my cap.  My glasses fogged up often and I needed to clean them off.  The snow went down the back of my neck.  The snow felt good on my face and as it melted and went down the back of my coat.  My shoulders were covered with snow. My senses were hyperactive and I was amazed at how much I enjoyed this outing. It made me feel alive and appreciate life more.

Most people hate snow but the feeling that day was quite the opposite. Words can not describe the day properly.  We walked back to the vehicles and decided we had fished enough.  Four more inches had fallen while we fished and he had to return to Chicago.  We had both caught lots of trout but that really didn't matter that day.

I took off all of my wet gear and jumped into the front seat of my vehicle.  I typically write in a fishing log book right away in the car so I won't forget names, numbers and conditions of the outing.  I have kept log books for thirty-five years. I sat there for a minute with a huge smile on my face.  I wrote one thing in the book for the day.  Bucket List.

My fishing partner snapped a couple photos of me as we fished. I have fished with many anglers through the years.  The day was so special and believe it or not I can not remember who I fished with that day and took this photo of me.  All I can say is thank you.

Bucket List

Trout fishing in a snow storm in Wisconsin.

Nothing makes you feel so alive.

November 19, 2015

The Trout Angler's Edge

All these trout were caught when the temperature outside was under 20 degrees.

Ignore the statistic takers that talk about the 40 degree threshold for catching trout.

November 18, 2015

2015 Whitetail Bucks

Bow and gun bucks from my area.

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Andy's First Buck With Bow

My best trout fishing buddy Andy Kurth scored his first buck with a bow!

The Trout Angler's Edge

Be mindful of spring heads in your fishing area in January opener. Where they feed into the main streams could be an excellent wintering spot for trout seeking the warmth of the spring.

November 17, 2015


I was raining and gloomy today and I had cabin fever so I went out to scout and maybe get some new permission to trout fish.

I was scanning way down in the bottoms at a stream that I typically fish about 7 miles upstream.  It was undesignated water and looked like it had some serious potential.

The rain started to get harder and I turned around to go home when it happened.

My car's window was dotted by rain and it was hard to see out of it.  Something large and hairy was right there along side my car.  I couldn't see it well because of the rain obscuring my view through my window.

I was freaked out at first.  It had 2 pairs of horns and a brindle color with long wavy fur.  The big pair of horns was up in the air at about as tall as a typical tall adult would stand.

My imagination got the best of me for a couple seconds.  My mind raced.

I stopped the car and grabbed for my camera.  I flailed at getting it out.  I rolled down the window and tried to take a photo of what I was seeing not 10 feet from the road.

It all ended before I could get a photo. I sat there for 10 minutes hoping to get another chance to get a photo.  I finally left after it was obvious it wasn't going to happen again.  I was feeling a little embarrassed too.

The furry creature with the the giant horns standing on its back legs and lurching violently was nothing more than a bull doing what nature told him to do.

They both smoked a cigarette and moved on.

November 16, 2015


got new waders yesterday

Old Vest

found this old vest for cheap on ebay today.  I now have a back-up vest.