The past couple of weeks have been challenging to say the least. I got food poisoning in Mexico and upon my return to the real world contacted that nasty Flu virus of 2013. For over two weeks I have had the uncanny ability to shit through the eye of a needle at 100 yards...and on demand..."Farts that Spray" if you will... I have only recently regained my ability to confidently break wind without fear of having to contact a HazMat team or the Ministry of Environment.
I spent the better part of this morning puttering around the garage at the cabin. The van was at the shop getting some long over due work performed so I took advantage of the forced idle time and hooked up some plugs and altered my work bench.
The access lot was full but my favoured section of river was empty. Everyone was either above or below me so I had the place to myself. The wind was trying at times but I toughed it out. I threw everything I had with no avail until finally I pulled a small peach Chinook roe bag from my waist pack.