Los Blancos, Central New York’s hardest-working band, plays Muddy Waters at some Alabammy blues bar.
We’re a danger to ourselves and others.
DBT – Gravity’s Gone
Al & the Transamericans w/ Gordon Stone – I Will
Between Smiff’s grouse, Huckmama’s West Cascade fungi haul, the elk backstrap gift the-hunter-who-shalt-remain-nameless left on my front porch this morning, the hatchery steelhead we grilled for the Soulrollers in camp last weekend and that ol’ chinooky feeling coming ’round, it’s evident: It’s harvest time for those of us who like to know where in the hell our food comes from, y’all. Good, important days ahead.
Time to trade the skater box for the sinktips, tune up the k-16′s, fire up the smoker and arrange the salmon-for-elk barter, gravlax the steelheads for morning bagel breakfasts, turn the last of summer’s tomatoes into chanterelle marinaras, and put up that first crockpot of venison chili so it’s ready when you get home cold and wet, ’cause there’s a chill in the air and it’s about gotdamn time summer sun went and took a good long nap.
Hunter/Gatherer Fall’s officially here. Salmon in the rivers, elk, deer and fungi in the woods, and soon the rains will start raining winter chrome. As always folks, we defer to Saint Patterson Hood for the closing comments: “Its great to be alive. It’s really great to be alive.”
From G-Smolt in Alaska
G-Smolt also wanted to let you know that “Alaska Fly Fishing Goods is having a honkin’ big sale right now, with 40% off some rods, reels, and waders.” Check it out
Same place, alone this time. No distractions, walking slowly, following every voice in the back of my head telling me to deviate from the easy trail and walk the edge of the meadow near the creek – nothing. Veer left and explore the dark forest in amongst the deadfall…
And there he is, already aware of me, on alert. Comb raised, tail fanned, turning for a better look. One of the larger grouse I’ve seen this season, and in the poor light I briefly wonder if I’ve stumbled on a blue. But no, he gives me enough time for a good look, and it’s definitely a ruffed. And then, as these things happen, there is an explosion and it’s over quickly.
And so will thanks be given:
1 tablespoon olive oil
1/4 teaspoon minced fresh sage leaves
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon pepper
1 whole ruffed grouse
List of fly fishing blogs with their own theme song:
1. Buster Wants to Fish
List of fly fishing blogs without their own theme song:
Everybody Else. (Ha! owned!)
Here’s the song, written by BWTF regular, ace angler and pretty reet drummer, Snap as performed by his rock outfit, ’63 Burnout.
