Monday, January 26, 2015

Beautiful Day...Stuck at Home

Yesterday was a gorgeous day. Mid 60's, light breeze. But my day was already spoken for with many activities that had nothing to do with fishing. I had about an hour, and since i've stream lined my tying kit to a very simple and portable setup, I can get things going quickly. So I setup...outside.


I was just messing around with a few things, and not getting in a hurry about much. It was beautiful out there. Short sleeves and natural light. (natural light as in the sun, not the beer). I had all my materials to start working on some spinning clousers I have been wanting to try and spent a ton of the time getting those itty bitty teeny weeny #12 crane swivels onto the #1 split rings. BTW, these split ring pliers are awesome. I got about two dozen ready to go with blades attached. Then I realize that my already narrow window to tie is closing fast. I tied a clouser real fast as a refresher before I started the spinners. 


 Then about the time I got my 60 degree hook in the vise, my wife got home with all the groceries in the car...and I knew at that point, my window to tie has closed. I had a ton of prior obligations to do and had to call it a day for tying. But it was still fun...while it lasted. At least I was able to get outside and think about fishing.

Scott


Monday, January 19, 2015

Poppin' Along

Every year I am the show photographer at the Big Bend Livestock Show. Normally I have some free time in the evenings. So this year I decided to paint up some poppers and bring all my junk to tie them up in the hotel room.


Here's one about halfway through the popper process.


Here they all are after finishing the drying process. Only thing left to do is get these fellas some clothes on.


It wasn't really a problem bringing all my fly tying gear because I have storage figured out thanks to not having a permanent place at the house. Besides the table and chair which I already bring, I have my big Plano tacklebox and my vise. A little bulky, but nothing too bad.


As I was sitting there getting things together, I realized with all the added space my hotel room had, I could work on a few fly fishing video projects I have been thinking about for a while. In my mind, it was only going to be a small part to the project i'm working on, but an important part since it could start with the beginning process of the tie. It was a little more time consuming than I expected, but was fun to play around.


After getting the video I needed, it was getting late so I hit the hay. I figured I could finish tying them up the next few days. Wrong. I was busy and getting back late each night. And I sure didn't feel like tying when I got back. So back in the box they went until another day. They did serve a purpose and i'm glad I brought them along. Now if I can just find some time to tie now that i'm back home.

Thanks for coming along,
Scott

Monday, January 12, 2015

Crazy few weeks

It's amazing how everything seems to hit all at once, then goes away just as quick. Christmas time was less than fun with my wife's mother in ICU and making the 3 hour round trip nearly everyday. My wife stayed up there, but work was so busy so I couldn't just go and stay, so I drove up there 12 out of the 14 days. She passed away on the 28th and the funeral was on New Year's Eve in one of the worst ice storms that area had in many years. We got back home New Year's Day to a broken heater and the house in the upper 40's. Fortunately we knew a guy, who knew a guy, who knew a guy. Within a few hours, there was warmth again. But there was no time to sit back and take it easy. I had a huge photo job coming up and had to get everything in order since it was quite a distance away and would be working there for four days. I finished that this weekend, and now finally back at work so I can relax. :) I haven't even had a chance to think about fishing for weeks, and that's gotta change.

I did get a few hours to play around with the camera while I was in between shows. Here's a few shots from Saturday. It got to 52 yesterday in Alpine, Texas.







Oh, and on a somewhat fishing note.....I FOUND MY CANOE!!!!!!

Well, I didn't find it, someone found it on google maps and let us know. This is from the June flood that took everything we had, and nearly us as well. You can see the red thang on the left side of the photo. It's about a mile from where we camped, and up in a mesquite grove. Crazy that it stayed so close, but most the gear went 60 miles down river into Amistad. There's not a way to retrieve it without running the river, so there it shall be, until the next flood moves it on down.



A quick recap video of that adventure.



Here was the story for those who missed our wild adventure.

http://lonestarchronicles.com/back-to-the-pecos-part-one/

In a way, i'm glad 2014 is behind us. I look forward to 2015, and a lot more great adventures.

Scott



Friday, January 9, 2015

Chillin' in Alpine

 What would be a stock show without nasty weather? Another ice storm decided to hit the first day of the Big Bend Livestock show in Alpine, Texas. I'm the show photographer, so i'm out in it the entire day. I do have a roof over my head and setup, but it's an open area i'm in, and feel every breeze. I love coming out here every year. The people are awesome, the scenery is awesome,  and I get to visit my friends.
 We got out later than normal since they moved the steer show to Friday after the lambs and goats. No problem for me, it will mean less stress getting things together on Saturday afternoon after the pigs are finished and then tear down and set back up at the Civic Center for the auction that night.
 What it did mean was, it would be getting close to dark when I get back to the hotel. I had a pit stop at the local Porter's Food Mart, and as I was driving, I looked out and saw some pretty cool views in the distance. You would think after ten hours playing with a camera, I would be ready to toss the thing out the window. But no, these are the things I live for. So I drive a couple of miles towards Fort Davis, but the ice was starting to come down again. I pulled onto a little turn in for a ranch and got out to play. It was cold. For us Texans, it feels like ever bit of warmth has left our bodies. We're talking Antarctic cold. It was every bit 26 degrees. :)

  Here's a few shots I could get while battling the arctic chill.






I was only about 2 miles outside of town, so it was a quick return. Fortunately, my heater in the room had been working properly, so it was nice to finally take my coat off.

After 20 years of coming here, I still feel the excitement every time I turn on 67 just outside Fort Stockton and make that last 60 miles to Alpine. I don't think that will ever go away.

Thanks for coming along,
Scott