Job pressures and coming within a whisker of losing my job due to state budget cuts just took the wind out of my sails this year. I have had the skiff out once and the fishing was horrible that day which led to not wanting to go out.
I have been concentraing on getting the important stuff done and spending time with my wife and daughters in between our frenetic lifestyles and work hours.
I have been going out fishing a few nights a week, no pressure, just me and like it because I can stay if I want or if I am a bit tired just decide to leave and who cares? I Love it, I am not killing myself, getting dog tired, not being able to function at work or run the risk of disharmony at home just because I ran myself ragged to catch a stupid fish anymore.
Tonight I plan to go east but who knows, I may not feel like it tonight after all but the best thing is I am not going to lose sleep over whatever decision I make. If I go I go, if not is it really that important?
No it's not, the urge will return, I suspect when the chill of the autumm air starts to take hold, the tourists and vacationing "anglers" are gone and we can use any ramp, park in any lot as we please.
Come on September.
