Pumpkin Head Brother Noggins: A Gathering

Saturday, October 4, 2008

A Gathering

A Parliament of Old Geezers flying in from all over; Bright stars shinning down from above; A Murder of old Crow-baits diggin' into Red-Vines and Mixed Nuts; I tell you hombre's; This is the darn-dusts Gaggle of Pun'kin Headed, Gut -Eaters ever gathered in a Pun'kin Binder.

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"The picture is high definition clear, all painted on a 60 inch plasma screen with Dolby surround sound and Bose speakers. Brother Cisco fishing from the banks of the Mulchatna river. Not searching for common ordinary dolly varden, grayling, or any of the abundant trout varieties. He is not even interested in snagging monster size salmon that swim upriver to distant spawning pools in cold fresh water tributaries. Cisco is looking for a catch of much greater proportion and consequence. Using his prize lour, the 1/2 pound gold plated Castmaster with a one inch barbed treble hook attached, Cisco skillfully handles his graphite pole and with careful precision gently places the irresistible lour at its exact intended destination. As he reels the high strength line back, he ever so cunningly tugs and pulls in a perfect sequence of motion bringing life to the cold steel wedge in tow. It is a work of art. Beautiful and absolutely irresistible. No brother could possibly deny the bait... if even only a small sample. Just a little bit of peril. Then, at just the right moment, once the intended victim is drawn close, with one swift jerk on the transparent line Cisco sets the Alaska hook deep into the joules of another innocent brother. Once hooked there is no escaping. No turning back. The taste for adventure and discovery overcomes. The otherwise sane and rational brother now hungers for that which can only be satiated by one last trip to Alaska."