Sunday, March 13, 2011

I shall fish this day

From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood chases fins with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England angling now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
That fished with us upon this day.
with apologies to Bill~
Meeting Ben from AZ Wanderings up on the Juan today.  Hope this finds you out chasing fins of your own this fine Spring Break!



  1. I was planning on being up there today. I hope that you guys had a great trip! I'll just wait here for the story so that I may vicariously fish through you.

  2. Yo BCFN- you missed a good day on the Juan. Next time maybe? thx for checking in~ mike