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Sunset: Corriente River, Corrientes

Sunset: Corriente River, Corrientes

I came across this picture I took in late 2007 or early 2008 of the Rio Corriente in the Argentine Provice, Corrientes.

It was a great EGO moment at sunset. I was with good friends, standing in waist deep water wondering at the beauty of nature. I hope you enjoy it.

You can find this and other pictures like it on the EGO page.
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Generations

Three generations on the St. Lawrence River in Upstate New York.

17 inch Smallmouth by Gianluca

17 inch Smallmouth by Gianluca

This particular Thursday morning we had set the alarm for 5 a.m. Gianluca told me that even if he didn’t want to get up, I should make him because he didn’t want to miss yet another opportunity to catch his first Northern Pike.

We spent a week of our annual “homecoming” vacation in Clayton, NY on the St. Lawrence River. Living so far away from my family, the homecoming is a pretty important event, not only for me, but for my kids. All year long they ask how many days are left until they get to see their cousins and grandparents again. We usually spend two or three weeks, with one week dedicated to a get-away, a vacation within a vacation, of one week on “The River”. Since my brothers and sisters take time off work, daily routines don’t get in the way and we can all enjoy being together. If for no other reason than to see the joy in the kids faces and watch the childhood memories in full creation, its worth the effort and expense to travel across half the globe.

Gianluca, Chiara and Joseph
Gianluca, Chiara and Joseph

All week we’d seen taxidermied pike and musky in just about every restaurant, store and gas station in the area. It certainly helps to promote fishing tourism, although all those enormous trophies date back many years. Never the less, there are still some pretty good sized Northern Pike pulled from the river every year. So the night before our final fishing outing of the week, we picked up “pike minnows” (shiners) and spent about 2 hours preparing the tackle box.

As my alarm sounded off on Thursday morning, I rose and checked the sky through the window. Our three week vacation has consisted of about 60% rain, 30% overcast and only 10% clear skies. That’s the way an adult sums it up I guess. I suppose an important observation is that kids never seem to see it that way. They just live the moment and know how to have fun, when the moment presents itself.

Pulling back the shade and looking southwest, I judged the skyline looked pretty promising. As I walked in to rouse my son I noticed his bed was empty. Turning to face the giggling 9 year old seated behind me, I was greeted with an ear to ear smile. That smile was like a pilot light and I could feel my own excitement kicking on.

The River

The River

By 6 a.m. we’d taken the boat down to Lawrence View and picked up my father. (Will Gianluca pick me up someday with his son waving to his grandfather on a similarly placid morning?) By 6:15 Gianluca was fighting against a “pole bender” that was determined to stay directly under the boat in about 25 feet of water.

I was pretty sure that my boy had hooked up with his first Northern Pike. The characteristics of the river bed were good, rocky and somewhat shallow, and given our choice of bait and the way this fish kept on diving, I was pretty sure of the breed. I saw a yellow-white flash when the fish was within about 5 feet of the boat and I grabbed the net. Maybe I wanted my son’s wish to come true and thus was a little disappointed when I saw that his catch was actually a smallmouth bass. But the disappointment was only mine and quickly vanished when I heard Gianlu yell out “YAHOO!” at the top of his lungs.

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Easter weekend is a great time to reflect on the importance of family. If you have young kids, grand kids, nieces or nephews, you will undoubtedly be spending a lot of time with them this weekend. One way or another, most people have at least one “kids event” of some kind this Easter weekend.

Nahuel Huapi

Nahuel Huapi

I’m not sure kids can appreciate the concept of EGO Time since they don’t need to seek it out and be reminded to “smell the roses”.

The picture here is from a trip my family took to Villa La Angostura in 2006. The kids wanted to fish and kept asking me if we could fish off the dock near the cabin we were staying in. They were still too small to use fly fishing gear, but my son had his open-faced reel and rod, and we happened to have one Rapala lure. I tried to explain (using adults’ logic) that we wouldn’t likely catch anything. The conditions weren’t right, the lure wasn’t right, etc. As I was making this argument, I could see in my kids faces that they were just waiting to find out if all this explanation really meant “yes” or “no”.

So we rigged up the line and we spent two hours just living the moment that you see in the picture. My son, who is three years older than her sister, was all the while explaining to her the fishing conditions, how to retrieve and cast. She observed, asked questions and sang little songs she either knew or would make up. They were just happy to be there with me and with each other. (The conditions were right after all, but they were the conditions for something I hadn’t expected.)

For me it was a great lesson about fishing and about life. Kids don’t really care about the practical end-result. They just care about the living moment. They’re naturally wired this way, and that, for me, is what each opportunity to spend time with my kids and each opportunity to spend time fishing, is all about. And as much as children (or good friends and family) can provide us with moments of NGO Time, we shouldn’t forget that we can do the same for them.

Have a great weekend, and may you find a little NGO Time!

“EGO” Time

Sunset in the marshes

Sunset in the marshes

What time is it?

“EGO Time”  is an expression that one of my Uncles told me about when I was a kid. EGO is an acronym for “Evening Glass-Off” and it is pronounced by sounding out each letter E, G, O. Not “eggo” like some Kellog’s waffle…

It’s that special time when being on the water (or near it) becomes magical. The first time he explained it to me it was just before dusk, when the lake became placid and mirror-like. It made such an impact on me, I never forgot it.

Honestly, sometimes I apply it liberally to mean “happy hour” after a rough day… But either way, for me it represents a time to slow down, put hectic things aside and focus on being alive, in love and what’s important in life.

There are also tough times in life when EGO Time is really needed, and so I wanted to dedicate a new page to my brother who I hope finds lots of good EGO Time with his son and everyone close to him.
“What time is it?”

EGO TIME!

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