Fly Fishing: Some Fish & Some Click…Framing the Day

Eric McMillan & Jason Osborn Chasing Early Summer's (Tony Muncy)

My kid takes a few moments each outing to click away to capture cool moments, or he experiments. That is his way…artistic, thinking, looking close and far. I asked, “don’t Jason and Eric have cameras to take a few shots of you?”  My kid didn’t hit me with “dude”…he knows better…I hate the f***ing word…but, in his most condescending way he informed me that “…these guys fish. they don’t screw around. they fish all day.” So, I get that. I use to be that way. Oblivious to bodily, familial, dutiful needs. I wore out. So, I admire that ability. And, I appreciate anyone that can set aside the rod and spoil the focused ones. Don’t get me wrong…the kid can fish, he just has this artsy thing for which I’m thankful and envious of his eye.

Boat Adrift Washougal River (Tony Muncy)

He doesn’t have a great camera, a beat up Pentax Optio W30, several years old, that has withstood the demands and does pretty well.

Their World (Tony Muncy)

PMD..No Match the Hatch Today (Tony Muncy)

Thanks Tony for taking a few moments out from a long, wet day with plucks, tugs, takes  and nothing to show for it except great memories and a few moments captured.

Framing the Day (Tony Muncy)

Chew…Bad Habits, Spit Cups & Good Company

“Like cigarettes, spit tobacco also contains nicotine—an addictive drug. In fact, holding an average-size dip in the mouth for just 30 minutes can deliver as much nicotine as smoking three cigarettes. Nicotine addiction can make quitting difficult.”

Snuff Said (Tony Muncy)

Quite pervasive amongst the young men on the rivers and in the shops, chew has never been my thing. Can’t judge as I smoke cigars and occasionally a briar. But, the frequency of chew use causes concern. I’ll let the women in his life do the nagging.

“The large numbers of Southern men, and these were of the better class (officers in the Confederate army and planters, worth $20,000 or more, and barred from general amnesty) who presented themselves for the pardon of President Johnson, while they sat awaiting his pleasure in the ante-room at the White House, covered its floor with pools and rivulets of their spittle. An observant traveller in the South in 1865 said that in his belief seven-tenths of all persons above the age of twelve years, both male and female, used tobacco in some form. Women could be seen at the doors of their cabins in their bare feet, in their dirty one-piece cotton garments, their chairs tipped back, smoking pipes made of corn cobs into which were fitted reed stems or goose quills. Boys of eight or nine years of age and half-grown girls smoked. Women and girls “dipped” in their houses, on their porches, in the public parlours of hotels and in the streets.” A History of the United States since the Civil War Volume: 1. by Ellis Paxson Oberholtzer; 1917. P 93 Quite good historical  company…bare floors and spittoons have given way to cups, empty beer cans and …………..