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Water Wednesday – Port Lavaca Texas

| February 21, 2018 | 0 Comments

TPWD Report Lavaca Bay Texas Alcoa Aluminum History

FROM TEXAS PARKS & WILDLIFE DEPARTMENT NEWS RELEASE

“Achieving conservation goals requires effort by all of us, from individuals to government agencies.

At times, combined forces are called for, as in the mercury clean-up of Lavaca Bay, seen in this video. The ongoing effort to keep the Gulf stocked with game fish relies on strong partnerships, too. It also took a group effort to bring about Gulf restoration to compensate for effects of the Deepwater Horizon oil spill; see the project tracker for updates.

Individual anglers like you also play an important part. Your license fees support conservation, as does your compliance with regulations. Your vigilance is also necessary. If you see a fish or wildlife kill or suspect a pollution event, immediately report the location by calling (512) 389-4848 or (281) 842-8100, 24 hours a day.”

Monday Morning Sidewalk – Sick as a Dog

| February 19, 2018 | 0 Comments

Sick Puppy

I would say I am sick as a dog, but our dog is getting, shall we say, neutralized this week. He will be feeling a much worse pang than myself. He wasn’t humping legs yet, but he is starting to respond to instincts that only boys know about – learned to lift his leg a couple weeks ago, then proceeded to put a nice mark on a pile of sweaters a couple of days ago … leading to the vet this week. At first I thought I could handle one of his descendants, but I won’t be raising any more puppies for myself. He’s probably the last one. Like I always say: IF there are no dogs in heaven, I’m not going.

No, my sickness is of the cold-sore-throat variety. I can accurately say that since having cancer, this is the first time (2-1/2 years) that I have been sick. Cancer may have been a health hiccup, but damn, what a hiccup. This thing I have, not the flu, is hitting me with left-right uppercuts, but I have already turned the corner. It does tell me more about what I can take physically (less than before), but it also tells me my health is not still compromised – which is very good news indeed!

I am cutting this short so that I can get back to being pampered (somewhat), and save up some energy for the dog days ahead. Thanks for reading! Did you buy your YETI bucket yet???

 

Monday Afternoon Sidewalk Frozen Over

| February 12, 2018 | 0 Comments

Time to Tie and Dye a Fly

Good Monday to you all! I always want to put an “!” in Monday, somewhere somehow, and this Monday, all things considered, needs a few of those exclamation points littered throughout!

The temperature is having a hard time breaking 30-degrees here “North of Normal,” and this weather really is good for one thing (fly fishing related), and that is undertaking a huge fly demand from people having trouble in big water that is clear, aka. “Texas Zebra Mussel Lakes.”

I gleaned the knowledge from watching multiple conventional fishing shows that emphasize natural colors for their hardbalts in clear / clearing lake waters. You are well versed on the successes of my “Black-on-Black” series of Clousers (for mongo bass), but you would be surprised to know that in my assault on other lakes last year? The Black-on-black ruffled a few scales, but very few, and my reaction to the slow bite? I went with brighter and brighter flies in an attempt to generate “attraction” to my fly. That, in retrospect, was probably exactly the wrong thing to do.

DYEING NATURAL FIBERS

Somewhere in this pile of books I overestimate to be a “fly fishing library” there’s a pamphlet-styled-book on “Dyeing Organic Fibers” as I recall it was named … I have no idea where that went. The plan is to tie and dye a fly made from border collie, and do it well – colorfast and realistic. It’s hard to believe I had to get my “own” dog to have free reign over my supply of dog hair, and this dog has a red-brown that lends itself more to shrimp and crayfish patterns … but Finn has enough white that it’s just begging to be “borrowed.” It is certainly time for him to start earning his kibble, and this is how it’s done around here.

What makes the effort different is the idea of cutting harvesting trimming ever so subtly, his hair, tying the fly AND THEN dyeing the fly. It means creating a single-tone fly, but we can certainly provide some contrast with flash. All I know for sure is; a fly tied with border collie is a killer that is supreme to bucktail of any flavor, as durable as synthetics and has an exponentially longer fiber than any upcountry winter bucktail grows.

We are supposed to have a break in the weather this week, but it is also supposed to be tweaked by wind, so we are in a wait-and-see mode for the week. It seems like it is about time to sit down and NOW (after all the early year shite) concentrate on all things fly. I just started on the book, “Bugwater,” and it is an incredible book for anyone who wants to take the journey to the microscopic level of bugs emulated in the fly fishing world. The photography is a showstopper (you remember I’m a “picture guy” right?), and the text is just as abundant as the photography content. I will write a review on this one once I can honestly say I have read (at least some of) the text.

Meanwhile, have a great week, don’t release any memos, don’t beat your spouse, and show up here on Valentine’s day – if not sooner!!!

 

The Revolution Will Be Televised

| February 9, 2018 | 0 Comments

If we can’t beat them? Do we join them?

It just seemed a natural time to do some tweaking to the Texas Fly Caster look (SEE your new HEADER?), and since we’re all turning red anyway, maybe red is the color of things in these days of future past. Needless to say, it’s a color clash, but I am not really ready to give in just yet!

BACKROAD TO TEXAS – HWY281 REVISITED

I made a bleary turn and burn trip to Boerne, Texas, Wednesday, and it was a beatdown at 660 miles round-trip in one day. BUT, it also enlightened me to a whole new way of thinking about journeying to that part of the Lone Star State.

You see, it was a trip to help a friend pick up a car he left at the Boerne dealership after he picked up his new car there. So we were just going back down to pick up the old car. Get in, drive, get out, get in the old car and drive. HOWEVER, the new way of thinking involves the route down to near San Antonio.

I have not been on HWY 281 in years, and what a relief it was to be on a moving highway, pothole free, wreck free – a virtually open road from the past. It felt so good to pass over the Brazos, the Leon, Lampasas, the world’s largest spur, the Colorado River, the Pedernales, the Blanco, the Guadalupe — all west of the hell that is I35E and Austin. It was such a fantastic journey that I was left with a “traveling bone” to it Inks Lake which has it’s turnoff from HWY 281 along the way as well. Exciting and enlightening stuff, or maybe I just need to GET OUT MORE!

I call it a “Backroad To Texas” because it leaves a North Texan feeling (once again) like North Texas really isn’t “TEXAS,” and the fact that is so easy to move through the State via 281 makes it feel like the Texas of old. Sure, we clicked on a few extra miles, but sanity stayed with us for the entire ride. Actually HWY281 goes all the way to the Valley, and through the middle of my hometown Edinburg. Needless to say, the experience has my mental wheels turning.

Have a fantastic weekend, and if you can find your way to a fly rod, feel free to tell us about your Texas fly fishing adventures!

“JET PILOT”

Jet pilot for the day
Washed his sins away
Loves to see the Rangers play
His daddy has a job in Washington
Wants to raise a Harvard son

Junior liked to let his hair down
Only trouble is, word gets around

Revolution will be televised
across living rooms
and the great divide
Robbing barren ghettos
for us now
everybody needs a hunting ground

Read more: Son Volt – Jet Pilot Lyrics | MetroLyrics

 

Monday Morning Memo – Take No Memos!

| February 5, 2018 | 0 Comments

Monday is Memo-Free

Good Monday morning to those of us who still read! This is the year that we remind everyone that #readingisfun – as if we needed reminding!

Funny thing, the word “memos” isn’t it? I am hardly a political beast, but the beasts are certainly on the loose, and marauding through such banal ditches as the “comments” on an Instagram photograph, and much, much further. I would call it a “stumble” on my part; posting a politically charged photograph of a bumper sticker that read, “DOES YOUR TRUMP STICKER MAKE YOU FEEL STUPID YET?” – which I posted with the comment “no comment.” Well … yes, there were comments, a record number of comments for one of my images. Let’s just say I’ll never do that again! Continue Reading

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