Feeling like Hemmingway,
as I became "The Old Man And The Sea" today.
Fishing off a boat in a wide open range of water,
where it is a fight between a Man and a Fish.
A territory I try to understand.
Where, if a Man falls in,
freezes with the icy currents,
pulling out all his body heat and pulling him under.
Hours was my fight,
as the Fish fought for the supremacy of his domain I invaded.
But I persevered,
bringing in the 1 & 1/2 pounds of Lake Trout to feed myself.
OK, the Old Man in Hemmingway's Novel maybe fought with a larger tuna than my trout,
but for me, it was my first fish in twenty years!
See you Saturday
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