It’s been so long since I posted here that I forgot my sign-in name and password – had to look them up! My forgetfulness should be no surprise, however, because my brain is racing – cluttered with fishing stories to tell; with memories of interesting, gracious people and their angling adventures; with powerful, cold-water fish, both gained and lost. I drank two glasses of wine (two good glasses) just so I could sit down here and write this post.
So get ready. September will be a month of story-telling about Labrador and our secret world of big, river-bred brook trout. (And a few more bottles of merlot).
Pour yourself a glass. It’s good to be home.