For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Monday, December 22, 2014
Last Friday night Jeanette and I attended a Kenny Rogers concert. We both are lovers of Kenny's music and have followed him since his days with the First Edition. Kenny did not fail to give a great performance, singing many of his hits as well as lending some of the stories about his life both in song and some of his "sort" of private thoughts. Kenny recently had a knee replacement and was a bit on the sore side, but did his best to entertain. One observation that I made while enjoying the show was the fact of a very distinct odor the permeated the hall. Back in 1967 that probably would have been some tobacco know as marijuana but in 2014 it was the smell of "Ben Gay"........Great show Kenny and Linda.
Back awhile, maybe in early Spring Kirk had given me a pocket first aid kit. It was small and compact and contained all the stuff need for a small emergency in the field. The kit was placed in my sling pack and kind of forgotten. When my son and I headed off to Pennsylvania to seek whitetails I placed the kit in my field pack that I carry while hunting. So the time is at hand, deer down and the need for field dressing it. So the first cuts start, no big deal it's been done many times. Well as I was drawing the knife up to the brisket I had the feeling of cold fingers. Well cold fingers, and sharp knives don't mix, and soon I found myself bleeding from my thumb. Wiping the wound I could see it was deep. I reached into my pack and retrieved the first aid kit. I took out the bigger bandaids. Sticking my finger in the snow to help slow the bleeding, I them wiped the finger and put on a bandaid. Well in a minute or two the bandaid could not hold. I put two more on and they did not fare well. In the plastic bag that was with the kit was a roll of black plastic tape. Army training kicked in and I improvised a tight dressing that stopped the bleeding. Not pretty but effective.
The other day in the mail I received a package and a card. They were from Mark, "Fishing Small Streams"....The package contained some beautifully tied parachute patterns. They are tied in a range of sizes, and one pattern in particular caught my eye. The fly had a purple body and while I'm not familiar with it I'm sure Mark will fill me in on it.
Here is a streamer that was given to me by John, aka Apache Trout. The fly has some Jack Gartside influence, with the pheasant feathers. I don't know the name of the fly, but I'm certain I'll find out.
I would like to make mention of this. I would like to congratulate the "DALLAS COWBOYS" on their winning of the eastern division.