Before you quite your day job and get a guide’s license, here’s a little behind the scenes look at the life & times of a fishing guide…
2:30 a.m.
SKREEANT! SKREEANT! SKREEANT!
A series of horrific screeches pierce the silent evening. My heart rate’s suddenly gone from 0 to 100 mph in just under a nanosecond and I jolt upright, trying to figure out where the terrible sounds are coming from.
SKREEANT! SKREEANT! SKREEANT!
It takes me a bewildered moment or two before I realize that it’s my alarm clock. It’s hard to believe that this little white plastic contraption — no bigger than a Kleenex box — can produce such an atrocious noise. I pound on the snooze bar with a closed fist, hoping to smash it into oblivion and then I fall back to sleep.Click here to read more…