Things have been different the last couple of years. September and October used to be some of my busiest fishing months. Not so any more...
I'm sitting here in the low, late October sun, thinking about fishing. Sunny autumn days have always been my favorite fishing days and I have had some of my best trips in September and October and caught some of my most memorable and beautiful fish in the autumn.
That's not something I do a lot any more: As you might know I was diagnosed with MS some years ago, and these days I can't drive a car, have to use a wheelchair to get around if the distance is longer than a few hundred yards and definitely can't walk on a beach or bank, less wade in the water.
I have come to rely on a pontoon boat and that hasn't brought anything really good other than lots of work and preparation before I can fish and quite a bit of hassle while I'm on the water.
I'm totally dependent on others, and can't just go off alone, driven by a hunch that the fishing might be good. I used to do that a lot, but not so any more.
I'm not whining! I have made a promise to myself that I won't whine or complain over matters that I can't change anyway. My disease is chronic and incurable and I might as well get used to it. Sitting in a corner feeling sorry for myself will neither bring be out fishing more, nor will it give me a better life.
My fishing steam is let out through GFF and on the relatively few trips I go on, and honestly: it's so much trouble going fishing and I get so physically tired doing it that my longing and urge to go is much less than it used to be. But I can't deny that walking the dog today along the water does give a little sting, and had I been able to go, I would most definitely have gone fishing today.
So to all you people locked up in a factory, an office or simply sitting in your home looking out the window at good fishing conditions... do me a favor: GO FISHING!