As you know, when you live, eat, and breathe fishing we often feel compelled to write about fishing. I guess that is why we blog, increasinlgy compelled to share our thouts with the world - regardless of whether the world wants to hear them. Since time en memorium anglers have written about, waxed poetic, and tell tall tales of our angling exploits. The funny thing about blogging, it is so much more immediate, real time, fast time, than fishing writing outlets of the past. If you don't blog for a few days you start to feel guilty about it. If you go a few weeks, well you need excuses.
I certainly understand that many of the better bloggers out there work in various fascets of the fly fishing industry and to them I give extra kudos for finding the time, the energy, and the creative juices to keep going at the end, or during small pockets, of their day to got some blogging done. Either way, it takes a certain stamina I think we all struggle with at times. Creating new and original content. It is a tough challenge, so kudos to those who do. I don't need to list the good ones, but you know who you are - churning out thought provoking work, day in and day out. Just becuase this blog has gone moderately silent, dones't mean I still don't start my morning by checking out your latest throughts, reflections, rants or thought pieces on the state of fishing, conservation causes, or gear tests. I am grateful for the writing you do. You also make me feel guilty (it's that Catholic heritage) for not blogging more. Trust me, I have a laundry list of ideas, blog posts, and research ideas to share with this funny little world of fly fishing bloggin.
Yet, putting all of that down, tracing out those thoughts, doing the resarch is always the furtherest thing from my mind at the end of the day, when I do or would have time to get it all done. These days, at the end of the day, where Bristol Bay is uttered from my mouth more times than I can count, all I can think to do besides hang out with my family watching my son learn something new each day as he moves into the second year of his life, is to pick up an instrument. I guess we seek evolving creative outlets if you will.
I play dobro, in a local bluegrass band called Hot Dish. (yes, half the band is originally from the midwest if you can't tell by the name).
What started as a fun way to play some music with a few friends, has rapidly grown into something a bit more serious. Now, after people asking if we are going to make an album or if we have CDs for sale, we are finally trying to get in the studio to make that happen. We want to do it right and proper, so we're trying to raise some funds to help get it done. We're on the final countdown, using the fundraising tool Kickstarter. Our band manage and defacto band manager/ring leader made this little video:
Click on this LINK to help the cause. We'd greatly appreciate it, for sure. And, there are rewards for your help. If you live in Alaska, maybe we'll come play in your living room or back porch!
In the end, it is a really good thing that bluegrass and fly fishing go hand in hand!!
Really like the blog, appreciate the share!
Posted by: Madison | 04/22/2012 at 06:19 PM