Labor day slaybor day

Trucks are loaded, jet skis are fueled, we are eastbound and down. Headed for lake called chelan. fly rod tubes, reels and waders on my desk at home. Metal will soon blare through the speakers. The Pendleton bottle sloshes under my seat, the one labeled- “shotgun”. The Dog is snoring in the back seat and I am a breathing contradiction- chasing vicodins with black label 5 hour energy… Let the heartburns begin.

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3 Responses to “Labor day slaybor day”

  1. Ahhhh. But it was worth it! Good friends, good food, dirty dogs. “Control your dog!” Even watercraft dead in the water and coyotes nibbling on ones feet. We picked the fruit from the tree and no one died. Where to next?

  2. Epic post..thanx. WTF over..”chasing vicodins with black label 5 hour energy… Let the heartburns begin.” I like the cut of your jib dude.

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