I'm in the middle of a kinda busy time in my schooling and this was really the only weekend I was able to get out to have a streamer fishing bachelor party weekend with the guys so this one was set in stone.
Of course the weekend before and the weekend after are mid 50's.
I'm really not too wild of a person, and really just wanted all my best friends up north with some beer and to have a standard fishing weekend together.
Then I got a txt from Nolan a few days before we left.
"I just bought three kegs"
So the back of the boat looked like this our first morning on the river.
It was cold, and every 4 casts you'd have to de-ice your rod. Then the time you spent de-icing your rod would turn your streamer into an ice cube if you forgot to leave it in the water.
So J, Dan, Nolan and I brought that keg to the bank and enjoyed the scenery.
Nolan had a few beers.
When we had enough liquid confidence to start up again we realized it was still really cold and the fishing was still really slow.
But pretty, at least.
Nolan had a few more beers, and decided we needed to turn this into a drinking trip.
"When's the last time you guys did a keg stand?"
"I've never done one"
"Well everyone needs to go. Ill go first" Nolan said
Pretty sure he drank a fourth of the keg.
Then I went.
And Dan went
Then we of course all had to piss, but a game of baseball broke out instead of going back to fishing.
The sun had been out for a while, so we figured giving fishing another shot wasn't a bad idea.
And it turned out to be a good idea.
So Nolan had another beer.
We rowed out. And drove to our campsite.
Before crawling up in our sleeping bags and trying to stay warm in the 12 degree weather we put some of these over the fire.
We woke up to single digits and commented how good that'll be for the trout fishing.
So we did as you're suppose to do when coming up with a plan and made some tailgate french press.
Nolan poured himself a beer to go with his french press.
We then hit some smaller water.
It was still cold
It was my turn on the rod and nolan set me up for a good shot into some shallow timber. Second strip I saw a slow-motion buttery swipe.
So Nolan had an idea to celebrate.
Steamin, Fukn travis, and bear were driving up, so we rowed out to meet them at our favorite up north bar.
We then woke up up at one of my favorite places to spend a weekend up north.
Steamin does not fuk around when it comes to cabin dinners.
Travis' spicy sausage biscuits and gravy breakfast are also second to none.
It was still really cold. But we figured do a short float.
To my surprise, Nolan found a baby picture of me and hand made ginger-baby shirts for everyone to wear on the river.
Shit got weird.
We made a scene.
Did more keg stands.
We met some guys floating down and Nolan made them do keg stands.
In the end, we had nothing to bitch about. Best crew a guy could ask for and we made the very best out of the weekend.
Now I know good and well that all a weekend of bad weather needs-
Is a couple keg stands.