Hole In The Wall: I'm not looking to fill the freezer.

2009-08-17

I'm not looking to fill the freezer.

I'm just hoping to catch a fat, mean Anchor River

Coho this coming weekend.

It would be hard to
top what the Eagle brought to
camp last year,

but the biggest out of the
clans present (and
fishing) would suffice.

From the fine city creek
named Campbell ,
(about) FOUR POUNDS OF RAW COHO FURY:

I have had a good start
here in LA - warming up to the feel of silver
lips on the steel of a sharp hook and how to
wrestle them with the cheapest fly rod/reel
set I have, personally, ever witnessed
Freddy's have marked-down sales on.

Derby contestants of the clans,
we are coming down to fish.

3 comments:

Stan Harrington said...: That comparison photo is great, what a slab it will be a record that will go unbroken for a few years. Adding up numbers this am, looks like three generations of family will be fishing the derby, four if we can talk Nattie and "Little Red" into fishing. Dana and Sierra will also be fishing the tournament this year, goes without saying whose rod they they will be using. Dave Miller (50) will also be fishing the tournament, last time he fished the Anchor River he was in grade school!; August 17, 2009 at 9:27 PM
Stan Harrington said...: Four days early, logged in a 14 Pounder this morning on the official scales at the HITW, witness by the entire Moose Clan.; August 18, 2009 at 12:51 PM
john r mclay said...: uh-oh. go big, or stay home?; August 19, 2009 at 5:12 PM

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In the Pit

Twas the night before hangovers

And all through the pit

Those gathered were drinking

No one knew when to quit

.....

The Eagle was drinking his rum

As Pooba, he was atop his own throne

And as for the rest of us

He left not one of us alone.

.....

The brunt of some joke

Victim of some gag

What's his latest gimmick

What's he got in that bag.

.....

The Charmin had blessed us

The whole derned crowd

Nieghbors dialed up 911

We were getting a bit loud

.....

The clans were assembled

Wolf, Bear, Buff and Moose

And my Gawd, the dawgs

Who the hell turned em all loose.

.....

Trailers were circled

As wagons in days gone past

It rained the first two days

And the skies are still overcast

.....

John in the cook tent

Taylor in her char

The fire is blazing

Look Out! The blue tarp is on fare!

.....

Heidi pourin out coffee

Eric sluggin his beer

Stan dishin out one liners

And Arnie-the fear.

.....

Our relation is coming

For to join the Hole in the Wall fun

Blue Duck may be with em!

Everyone git yer gun!

.....

Blue Peep got to Shana

She singed her bird digit

Sure mustiv smarted

It's still makin me fidget

.....

Taylor is wound up

She jist won't quit her talkin

That's Ok, in the next few weeks

She'd prove to be walkin

.....

The clan girls were here

secluded up on Estrogen Rise

Linked only by zip line

and soaked from the gray skies.

.....

The kids all found safe harbor

And shelter in the Grand Ol Eagle's nest

Everyone was workin

Engineering was put to the test

.....

John and his tape

Eric, his wit

Bill slapped a dandy ninety

And the gazebo still won't fit.

.....

The gravel was great

Keeps us outta the mud

Cept the kidlets

Who are covered in crud

.....

They're baking odd objects

Made from Anchor Point clay

No idea what they all are

Maybe, jist maybe some day.

.....

Granny and her wineglass

Grampy and his wig

Too much for John and I

We pull another swig

.....

Now the time for adios

But we'll come riding back soon

Ranger Bill rode out before sunrise

and the rest of us before noon.

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~Ranger Bill~

Hole In The Wall

2009-08-17

I'm not looking to fill the freezer.

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