High Velocity Cow Poo

My friend Johnny offered to take us out in a canoe on Pastorius. I should have stopped RIGHT there... The lake is still very low, mucky, and the overwhelming smell of cowshit must be from the spring poo-thaw. It's not just cowshit... it's hmmm burning leaves and cowshit? It's a bizzare mix that's for sure... The wind was howling from cowshit/burntdeadgoat pile right to lake and the lake had whitecaps. We waited out the wind only to find the canoe was a bit wobbly for 3 of us, almost tipped, no bites, and quite a beer swagger. It was really fun to see our old buddy, but the fishing was not on and it was pretty stinky. Granted, I would rather smell cowshit than see yuppies, but it's really damn stinky out there some days when the wind is right. Oh well, who am I to complain, most days it isn't bad at all.