Showing posts with label Armageddon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Armageddon. Show all posts

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Wrinkleneck 22 and the most epic post in FGFF history.

WEDNESDAY, MAY 18
The day had started innocently enough and a medium-fat rain precipitated as the car tent was erected. At the time I appreciated the weather and contribute the unusual number of people willing to help assemble the canopy to an urge to mooch a dry spot while at the same time receiving a gold star for helping.

Wet wood was gathered and split, and the fire was lit with the help of some purloined generator gasoline which resulted in only minor casualties including but not limited to a few shoelace fuzzies and one nalgene bottle worth of hose water.

The afternoon wandered off but the clouds loitered.  The intermittent rain became mixed with enough sleet and hail to harass the burning pine in the washtub fireplace, sizzling and pinging on the coated steel.

Friday, July 30, 2010

When the dam breaks, you feed the undesirables to Tuesday.

The fish remaining in the lake most likely would not survive being transported to another lake, "and even if we could, most are carp," the VP said. "Where would we put them? Most urban lakes are always looking for ways to get rid of carp."

So what do you do? Feed them to alligators, of course. Duh.




...and the rest of the fish were washed to a dry grave when most of the 3,065 acre-feet of water blasted down the usually dry Salt River wash bed.

I can only imagine there was a Phoenician opportunist downstream somewhere furiously stripping a crayfish pattern through the muddy deluge hoping to become a legend when he pins some poor confused bastard large mouth bass where no fisherman has gone before.

I will be the guy wading around in the mud rigged to the teeth loading up on my roughfish hero shots.

In the end, it's just one less fishy place in this damn desert, at least for a couple years.

More story here and here.

-A

Friday, July 10, 2009

Oh lord is this Armageddon?

So yes Alex will be out here before long, With MG and Kyle to drink till the day is done we have only hit the base of destruction! Fish have no chance, well Alex has no chance! Just kidding!!!! So we all know the world (at least Colorado) has seen its last days, why can't Aaron come up as well?

Another preview of things to come....


-Alex who is excited about learning how to fly fish.