Feb 21 2009 8:17 pm
The latest issue of American Angler (the magazine) has a blurb about fishing related beers that I wrote. Front of book stuff, I'm told. I sent them 1,000 words of pure literary gold. They printed 150. And I would never use the term "worm-dunkers." And I try very hard to not use the term "microbrewery." Either way, it's a glossy yo, and I look forward to writing about fishing beers for them a bit more in the future.
From the cut, to be preferred:
"The Timber Coulee River lurked below, braiding its way through fields of tall Asters and grasses that bent under the weight of a heavy dew. The Trico hatch was in full swing. Thousands of tiny Mayflies swarmed over the riffles in a mad orgy. Trout sipped them from the surface in the pool below leaving a tangle of slowly expanding circles on the smooth glass surface of the slow flat river.
I retrieved the dewy bottles of IPA from the creek. The rush of escaping carbonation carried citrus and herbal notes. I swallowed the entire twelve ounces in one long motion and my eyes watered slightly from the carbonation. The first was for thirst.
I leaned back on my elbows and released a satisfying belch, thinking about how good things can be sometimes. I opened the second bottle for a buzz and laid on my side poking bugs with grass until I became drowsy, turned over, and napped."