It’s Wednesday. Halfway through the week. Yesterday’s skiff of snow has already melted off. The sun is shining and the forecast is calling for another unseasonably warm day. You check Facebook to get the latest update on the play-by-play float trip your buddy is doing. Looks like they caught another big one. Damn.
If you close your eyes you can almost hear the sounds of the river. Listen to the oarlocks creek. Feel the sway of the boat. Smell the spring in the air. You delve deeper into your imaginary world and wonder if that was a head sipping midges you just saw on the far bank. Was a moose that just walked through those willows? Your indicator goes down and you set… And realize you’re still at work.
It’s Wednesday. Halfway through the week. Two more days till fishing time. You’ll make it.
