a perfect day ~ posted by Melissa

 

Stretch.

 

 

 The early morning crisp air steals my breathe.  I yawn deeply to replenish my lungs. 

It's dawn on Pass Lake and so quiet I imagine I hear the fish waking after the stormy night.

We travelled far and back to bring this new boat here.  Here we call home.

 

 

Here that brings bliss to my boy and his faithful companion.  There is no place else they would rather be, the two of them.

 

 

Today, my heart sings to be invited along.  To know, firsthand, why they disappear in early morning darkness, not to return til waning moments of daylight.  To see the rituals that begin even before the boat is gently lowered into the icy water.

 

 

 To hear the slap, glide...slap, glide...of the oars as we skim smoothly across the surface.

 

To witness the skill of a fly fisherman ~ casting, hooking, quickly releasing his catch in one deft, choreographed movement.

 

 

I close my eyes and I can still see it's beauty ~ this sixteen inch brown trout, with it's brilliant coppery gold skin and reddish brown dappled back.

 

For a moment it feels like the lake is ours, but the awakening day brings others to our private world.

 

 

Camaraderie replaces the peaceful silence, with calls of greeting and fish small talk passing between us and other anglers as we carefully navigate around each other.

 

The world is waking up.

 

 We notice everything around us...and everything around us notices us.

 

The wind picks up and ripples on the lake are now broken up with the patter of mid-spring rain showers.  The fish have decided on an afternoon nap.  We'll let them sleep.

 

 

We head back in and leave the lake to other boys and their faithful companions.

 

 

I set my feet on shore and stretch.  The dog and I watch our boy do his rituals in reverse, a secret smile on his face, pleased with his day.

 

 

He worries aloud that I have been bored.  I assure him otherwise.

 

I am happy to be here.

 

I am happy to be.



The Pirates of Pass Lake

The Brothers took the drift boat out on Pass Lake yesterday and spent the entire day fly fishing and catching up.....
and showing off their newest skully hand knits (I think if you click on the photos they will enlarge so you can check out the hats and the fish)!

So cool!  This is Kelli's husband, JR on the left.

This is my husband, Jason, on the right.

Isn't that a pretty trout?

And an awesome hat (at least what you can see behind the head lamp, anyway!)?

How lucky are these brothers?  How lucky are we?!

~ Melissa



I should add (very importantly!) that Pass Lake is strictly 'catch and release' and that the 2 fish above were very quickly returned to the chilly water, as were all the rest that were unlucky enough to taste the flies, where they happily went about whatever business trout attend to when they're not being so rudely pulled from their homes!!