Sunday, March 11, 2012  Peace, Snow & Skunk  Peace, Snow & Skunk
We saw the sun on Friday morning.  It was a pleasant change from
the previous day that opened warm and "leaden" (Jonny's poetic
words) and proceeded to get cold and "friggin' wet" (my words).
Jonny and I were fishing in Pulaski (pronounced "Pull-ass-sky"
for those of you not in the know), New York hoping to mess with
the Spring Steel. Early Thursday morning we visited Whitakers to
gather some intel. The prognosticators and hangers-on at the
shop postulated that the abnormally warm weather caused Spring
Steel to be weeks early and perhaps we were too late.  I caught
a bigger one on Friday but it slipped the hook. The fishing on
Thursday seemed to confirm those reports 'cause we ended the day
utterly fishless. I say confirmed though there are myriad
excuses reasons that fish were not caught. The fish could indeed
have been early and now gone. The fish could have been
elsewhere.  While highly unlikely, perhaps the fish were just
fine and it was th