Apr 5 2009 11:13 pm
a man don't live by his dinner alone
First things first: thank you Adam D. Dunn, my brother, your friend, for making birdwine.org.com/php happen. Dude is a wizard of the server side. He stripes his raids and everything. I am very much looking forward to his visit this coming week. We are going fishing for muskie. I really hope we catch at least one.
As for current business, I just returned from North Carolina and my annual pilgrimage to the southern Appalachians in search of trout and the good life for a week. I fished the Tuckaseegee, the Davidson, and some brook trout streams in the Nanatahala National Forest and in the Smokies. I also got to hang out with Seán and Krista and Seán’s friend Chris. A good time was had by all, I hope (sorry I was drunk and loud on Thursday night Krista).
Though as with anything, there were the ups and there were the downs.
The ups:
- Catching the troots
- Being the first one on the water at the Davidson because I slept in my car
- Eating and drinking at Guadalupe’s (mango pork tacos, a Highland’s Pale Ale, a Terrapin Rye, and two too many 90 minute IPAs)
- Laphroaig Quarter Cask
- Learning about David Olney and listening to “Sweet Poison” while fairly drunk in Seán’s car
- Hanging out with Dr. Seán O’Connell and Krista, M.S.L.S., academic power couple, where the sarcasm is so thick you could cut it with a spoon and the homebrew flows like water
- Backpacking in the park on an 80 degree day in April
The downs:
- The condensation on the inside of my car because I slept in it
- French toast with peanut butter and syrup is generally looked down upon in the Schmiconnell home
- Sore feet
I shot a lot of video this past week, mostly of the high mountain brookies, hence no photos of them. Look for some clips in the near future at your favorite animal/beverage website.
