The good
- Amazingly, I sold my Toyota Sequoia TRD for more than I had paid for it a year and 25,000 miles earlier. That was sweet and the only time switching vehicles hasn’t cost me 20 or $30,000.
- I had wanted a Winnebago Revel for a couple of years and after applying advanced buying-from-a-dealership tactics, I got what I believe to be the 2022 American deal of the year.
- A Tarpon is a hell of a fish. It lives to be 65. It has a lung and breathes air. It’s a spectacular fighter. I had decided that 2022 was going to be my Tarpon year. I started the season early, fishing in Clearwater, FL and ended it in Sanibel island, FL, having hooked 5 Tarpons.
- First and foremost I am a King Salmon fly angler. I like feeling my line is being pulled by a mid-size Japanese car. But there is a fish in the Atlantic Ocean that started it all; fly fishing and Spey techniques. It’s the Atlantic Salmon, Salmo salar. It means Leaper salmon. It leaps over unimaginable waterfalls to reach its breeding grounds. It is the crown jewel of every self-respecting fly fishing career. I had to catch one. I drove to Labrador and sailed to Newfoundland and hooked 5.
King Salmon, caught in Alaska
- About 3 years ago the Dempster highway linking Dawson City to Tuktoyaktuk on the Arctic Ocean, in the Canadian Northwest Territories, was completed. The “Drang” to go North -as our Teutonic friends would say- was just too powerful and resistance futile. I added driving first to Yellowknife, the capital of the Northwest territories, and off to the Arctic I drove.
- There were a couple of business beachhead achievements.
The bad
- Of the 5 tarpons I hooked and fought, 4 prevailed and went free. The one I landed was the smallest and I am ashamed of showing photos of it.
- Of the 5 Atlantic Salmons I hooked and fought, 4 prevailed and went free. The one I landed was small by Salmon standards. I am so pissed.
- I went too late to Newfoundland. This is where Iceberg Alley is. I spent 2 days waiting for a skyscraper of an iceberg to pass by. I see bigger ice cubes when I order a drink.
- I thought I was going to increase my income more than the little I did.
- I still don’t have a girlfriend. Obviously, single females don’t drive solo to Labrador, the Arctic, or go fly fishing for Tarpon. You know, you wish the female group would be a bit more enterprising.
- Amazingly, I sold my Toyota Sequoia TRD for more than I had paid for it a year and 25,000 miles earlier. That was sweet and the only time switching vehicles hasn’t cost me 20 or $30,000.
- I had wanted a Winnebago Revel for a couple of years and after applying advanced buying-from-a-dealership tactics, I got what I believe to be the 2022 American deal of the year.
- A Tarpon is a hell of a fish. It lives to be 65. It has a lung and breathes air. It’s a spectacular fighter. I had decided that 2022 was going to be my Tarpon year. I started the season early, fishing in Clearwater, FL and ended it in Sanibel island, FL, having hooked 5 Tarpons.
- First and foremost I am a King Salmon fly angler. I like feeling my line is being pulled by a mid-size Japanese car. But there is a fish in the Atlantic Ocean that started it all; fly fishing and Spey techniques. It’s the Atlantic Salmon, Salmo salar. It means Leaper salmon. It leaps over unimaginable waterfalls to reach its breeding grounds. It is the crown jewel of every self-respecting fly fishing career. I had to catch one. I drove to Labrador and sailed to Newfoundland and hooked 5.
King Salmon, caught in Alaska
- About 3 years ago the Dempster highway linking Dawson City to Tuktoyaktuk on the Arctic Ocean, in the Canadian Northwest Territories, was completed. The “Drang” to go North -as our Teutonic friends would say- was just too powerful and resistance futile. I added driving first to Yellowknife, the capital of the Northwest territories, and off to the Arctic I drove.
- There were a couple of business beachhead achievements.
The bad
- Of the 5 tarpons I hooked and fought, 4 prevailed and went free. The one I landed was the smallest and I am ashamed of showing photos of it.
- Of the 5 Atlantic Salmons I hooked and fought, 4 prevailed and went free. The one I landed was small by Salmon standards. I am so pissed.
- I went too late to Newfoundland. This is where Iceberg Alley is. I spent 2 days waiting for a skyscraper of an iceberg to pass by. I see bigger ice cubes when I order a drink.
- I thought I was going to increase my income more than the little I did.
- I still don’t have a girlfriend. Obviously, single females don’t drive solo to Labrador, the Arctic, or go fly fishing for Tarpon. You know, you wish the female group would be a bit more enterprising.
