Endless Winter.

I refer to Jan 1 through Opening Day as “the grind”. I try not to take any vacation days from work (saving them for better weather) and just settle into the work five, get two off routine. On weekends, on nice (for me thats above 40 and no precipitation) days I’ll still usually fish, but there haven’t been many of those since the New Year. And I wrapped the flu around two weekends in there too.

Very ready to get out. Looks like we have a general warming trend coming for late Feb/early March, after this cold snap this week. I’ll probably shoot to get out then, but something tells me Winter isn’t over yet, even after that. April 15th, then we’re talking.
 
Woke up this morning in South Jersey. The power was off and on all night. No internet or tv. Some branches down in the area.
 
Swattie87 said:
I refer to Jan 1 through Opening Day as “the grind”. I try not to take any vacation days from work (saving them for better weather) and just settle into the work five, get two off routine. On weekends, on nice (for me thats above 40 and no precipitation) days I’ll still usually fish, but there haven’t been many of those since the New Year. And I wrapped the flu around two weekends in there too.

Very ready to get out. Looks like we have a general warming trend coming for late Feb/early March, after this cold snap this week. I’ll probably shoot to get out then, but something tells me Winter isn’t over yet, even after that. April 15th, then we’re talking.
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yeah, think this will be a fly tying week for me- gotta get those early season BWO, hares ear, caddis, stonefly and attractor patterns.
 
Fishing season never ends for me. If it's 38 degrees or above I'm out on the stream. I won't fish when my guides freeze up.
 
wildtrout2 said:
Me too. I especially hate having to get my truck washed every time there's the slightest accumulation of whatever falls. They salt the crap out of the roads in my area! It's a vehicle's worst enemy.
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Do yourself a favor and buy one of these or a reasonable facsimile.

Since I'm not a fan of car washes, when it isn't freezing cold, I'll set up the sprinkler & hose so it goes between my wheels run my SUV over it a couple of times to wash the undercarriage.
 
Oh, fickle March, so cold, so gray,
You mock the promise of warm spring days.
Your winds still howl, your skies still weep,
Winter’s grip runs dark and deep.

The earth is soaked, the rivers rise,
A bitter chill still bites the skies.
The sun peeks out, then hides in gloom,
Teasing buds that dare to bloom.

You whisper spring, yet breathe out frost,
A bridge between, but tempest-tossed.
March, you liar, false and bold—
Just let me go from all this cold!
 
wildtrout2 said:
Me too. I especially hate having to get my truck washed every time there's the slightest accumulation of whatever falls. They salt the crap out of the roads in my area! It's a vehicle's worst enemy.
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Its ridiculous the amount of salt they put down now in addition to brine, etc. Completely uneccessary and destroys vehicles
 
bringthepain said:
Generally, after a cold winter like this, the summer tends not to be a death march of 90 degree days for months on end with no rain like last year was. I'm hoping it works out
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I hope you are right. I actually don't mind winter, it gives me time to relax by the woodburner and tie flies. I freaking HATE summers like the one we just had.
 
jifigz said:
And adds LOTS of unnecessary chlorides to our state's waterways...
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In Montgomery county where i work, they salted the roads so heavily people could taste it in the water because the water table is lower due to drought. Dummies.
 
DaveKile said:
Oh, fickle March, so cold, so gray,
You mock the promise of warm spring days.
Your winds still howl, your skies still weep,
Winter’s grip runs dark and deep.

The earth is soaked, the rivers rise,
A bitter chill still bites the skies.
The sun peeks out, then hides in gloom,
Teasing buds that dare to bloom.

You whisper spring, yet breathe out frost,
A bridge between, but tempest-tossed.
March, you liar, false and bold—
Just let me go from all this cold!
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Dear March—Come in
How glad I am
I hoped for you before
Put down your Hat
You must have walked
How out of Breath you are
Dear March, how are you, and the Rest
Did you leave Nature well
Oh March, Come right upstairs with me
I have so much to tell

I got your Letter, and the Birds
The Maples never knew that you were coming
I declare - how Red their Faces grew
But March, forgive me
And all those Hills you left for me to Hue
There was no Purple suitable
You took it all with you

Who knocks? That April
Lock the Door
I will not be pursued
He stayed away a Year to call
When I am occupied
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come

That blame is just as dear as Praise
And Praise as mere as Blame

Dave, I will respond to your poem with this poem by Emily ****inson.

Lol, dang. I had to edit my post to add this comment because ever her name got censored! That me laugh!
 
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