Received an update from the big guy across the pond, and he never fails to amaze me with the things he writes. I am so damn thankful that he doesn’t live near to me. The escapades from long ago are still fresh in my mind, and I worry that one day he will sober up and share them, however there are two sides to every story (and a photo here and there). Therein lies my crutch (or ammunition if you will).
John used to talk fishing all the time. Fly fishing in particular. As most fishermen do he had a zillion stories about the big one that got away, and so I decided one time to see if he could really walk the talk. A great day, a great location, and this is what took place…..
And I kid you not, ten minutes later, he had the balls to talk about writing a fishing book (You can’t make this stuff up! What a guy)….
To read Mr. Howland’s comments click on the Malamute Saloon above, and scroll down to today’s date.