Salmon Run

We went to a "Salmon Run" Boy Scout field trip last Sunday. Basically it was a strange mix of people fishing at a dam , which was the end of an upstream run for the salmon that were unfortunate enough to swim upstream in that direction. Seems almost like those "hunts" where animals are corralled (sp?) and safari type guys 'hunt' them for sport. Except there were a few people who seemed to be fishing forf their lives...they catch a bunch of salmon and leash them to hooks in the concrete walls around the entry to the dam. They are very serious and oblivious to a den of boy scouts watching them. Other fisherman seem to attend for the social and competitive aspect of the "run", taunting other firsherman and talking smack about how they don't care about the game warden, etc. There was one cut black kid fishing who just seemed to be in a world all his own. I have no idea if he was hoping to sell fish, eat fish, or if he just had the inexplicable fishing bug (like my son-in-law Derek's bass fishing weekend) It was a bizarre ritual that should be studied by sociologists. And that's all I have to say about that.

I HAVE A BLOG!

I have a blog! I don't know if I will post anything to it after today, but I will try.