IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK HOME AGAIN!

 It's Wednesday night, a fire is going in the fire place, an empty Perfect Manhattan glass is washed and back up on the shelf, 30 shrimp netted from Zane Gray Creek ((did you know that Zane Gray (famous fly fisherman and writer of westerns) was a dentist and that his office is now a museum that you can visit on the Delaware River?)), have been consumed by Jean and me, prior to the three pieces of venison backstrap that traveled from home to Florida and back, an early spring snowstorm is raging outside and most importantly, we're glad to be back home again!

With that season opening sentence, Mrs. Haskins has no doubt thrown in the towel and disavowed all responsibility for my literary malfunctions. Run on sentences she could handle, but my never before attempted "double aside" was apparently beyond the pall. I sent her a "Go Duke" banner with apologies and hopefully she will cool off before the fishing heats up.

Our trip back home was uneventful. Started at 2:30 am Tuesday morning and got about a quarter mile up route #1 when Jean failed to respond to a question. Second question was, did you forget your hearing aids? At 2:37am we were back on the road and didn't stop (except to get gas and (well you know), until 7:45pm when we got a motel room in Winchester, Virginia. Traffic wasn't bad, there's just so many trucks on the road that it's work rather than fun to drive anymore. Arrived home at 12:00 noon, just before it started to snow. Spent the afternoon cleaning up for a mouse that not only got into the house but found my stash of Hershey's kisses, ate every last one (there are 330 in a bag and it was almost full ), and distributed aluminum foil, the little paper tag you use to open the kisses, and mouse turds in every room in the house.

We came back early because: there is no bone fishing in the keys,  this has been the warmest winter on record, I'm no longer going to the Bahamas bone fishing, and just maybe the increase in degree days due to the warm winter will result in the Hendrickson's nymphs maturing early. Jean's desire to see her sister, our daughter and grand daughter may also have  been a factor. If things start to pop I'll let you know (right after I've had a good day or two).

Finally finished "Upping Your Game" and it is now available on Amazon. Paper back copies are to be delivered to the Troutfitter in Deposit about April 1st. The e-copy remains the same price, (the cost of three flies),  but the paperback printing costs went up and I had to increase the price by $1.00, (to about the cost of half a dozen flies). I rake in the same amount no matter which book you buy, but Dave at the Troutfitter depends on you buying the paperback to make his fortune. More on the book later. 

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