Even though it was a might chilly during the Christmas Fishing Gathering on the 20th, we did fish. Goose was the most successful. He landed a couple of trophy rainbows along with a mess of browns. The Santa hat did the trick.
Bowhunter dredged a couple of runs with nymphs but had no takers.
Midger did likewise and landed a few trout.

Bowhunter dredged a couple of runs with nymphs but had no takers.
Midger did likewise and landed a few trout. 
Yours truly spent most of the time breaking ice out of the rod guides, eating cookies, and brewing Brazilian java.
Happy New Year!



Later in the day we quaffed several Erie ales, munched on cookies and other goodies, and chowed down on the Chief's excellent venison with morels, and a great sheep'shead mushroom soup. Some Brazilian java with a shot of Gentleman Jack not only was a great apperitif, it also kept frostbite at bay.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all RBF prostaffers, sponsors, and hangers on. 






The Margaree River is in the east central region of Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia. Eugene, my French-Canadian guide, instructed me in the etiquette of pool rotation for Atlantic salmon fishing: Get in line, make two casts, move down two paces, repeat. I swung large blue doctors and other colorful salmon flies all day in the hope of at least hooking a fish. It was not to be.

South of Calgary and west of Lethbridge near the Alberta and BC border is the Crow’s Nest river. This would be a great region for a future western summit.








Gotta go. I give a talk in a bit and need to settle my nerves.
