Silvers are starting to show on the shores and the locals are beginning to line them in.
Peek into the rivers and creeks on the road system and you will see that they are starting to meander in. Pinks are thick, starting to mush out, and are about to go belly up. Chums are wild with color. Reds have had it. Dollies are fat quarry.
I have 30 more days left on the island and then I bail. The lease will be ended, the art collection sold, and then onboard a slow boat to China out of Whittier with a new woman and a new life.
China fishing will suck. China fish-eating will suck. Forget it and eat vegetables and noodles.
I'm no fool. I'm packing the waders and the rods and storing them for mid-summer returns thereafter. The island always beckons, and like MacArthur, "I will return..."
Rosenberg; Kodiak, AK / Sarasota, FL / Zhengzhou, CN