May 18 2010 7:05 pm
I’m going to claw my way up to Michigan like a fucking mountain climber. I may be a shade on the fat side for mountain climbing, but goddamn my calves are huge. And so is my motivation. And so is my penis as long as we’re on the subject. I stubbed it flaccid on a tree two feet away as I struggled out of Steve’s boat. And no, that is not a euphemism for sex. If I was gay, Chase Utley would be my man. No offense Steve.
Upper Lake Michigan is beautiful. Spotting carp on the flats is hard. Fished trout for four hours and only turned one fish. I got a house. The boat is ready. I am going to float the hell out of that river this summer. And maybe even catch a carp.