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PHOTO PHRYDAY.....T TROLLING 
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This subject is meant in part as a tribute to the man who started "Photo Friday" on this site...He was a West Coaster who loved to troll for Salmon....I have done a lot of it myself, for 60 years....in many different boats with different gear, from commercial to sports fishing...to filling the smoke-house , canner and frying pan........Trolling is long periods of staring out at the water interspersed with short periods of intense excitement and action....and then the satisfaction of accomplishment and the pleasure of eating delicious, healthy food.... Check out Holly Arntzen singing "Where the Coho Flash Silver All Over the Bay".. by the "Wilds"...several of who are her sons.....Written by her father in the 50s, I first heard Holly singing this in the early 70s....We lived on the same small island for many years and I often played percussion in those outdoor musical gatherings......What a voice....and lovely energy..
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This is really cool music Sparkle by The Wilds. Someone posted a comment that The Wilds live at the coho festival at Ambleside Park. I have spent time at Ambleside beach but not in recent years.
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I used to go fishing a lot in England, though I have never trolled for them. Nice picture you chose there.
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I used to go fishing a lot in England, though I have never trolled for them. Nice picture you chose there.
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I used to go fishing a lot in England, though I have never trolled for them. Nice picture you chose there.
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Great "T" photo and post, Sparkle. My grandfather was a very keen fisherman. Many a happy day I spent on the riverbank watching him as he fished. I can picture him now in his big long waders pipe in mouth fishing away. Happy memories. 
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This is really cool music Sparkle by The Wilds. Someone posted a comment that The Wilds live at the coho festival at Ambleside Park. I have spent time at Ambleside beach but not in recent years.
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A NORWEGIAN GAL I KNOW SPENDS HER SUMMER MONTHS WAY UP NORTH NOT FAR FROM THE ARTIC CIRCLE AND FISHES UP THEIR WITH SEVERAL LADY FRIENDS. THAT PHOTO MAKES ME THINK OF HER.
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I have enjoyed many years of stream fishing in the high country of the Sierra Nevada. There's nothing like fresh fish on a campfire.
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I like the misty layers of the background terrain. Your picture brought back memories of night fishing that my late husband and I enjoyed. We would take the children, we only had a couple at the time) and go to a lake about 40 miles from us. We did not have a boat, but we fished from the bank. The children slept on blankets and we had a picnic breakfast, but not of our catch. That went home in a cooler and was cleaned for eating at home. My favorite time was the early predawn with the mist rising over the water, when the world was just starting to awaken. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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What a nice picture, with those misty mountains in the background!   Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.(Khalil Gibran)
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I like the misty layers of the background terrain. Your picture brought back memories of night fishing that my late husband and I enjoyed. We would take the children, we only had a couple at the time) and go to a lake about 40 miles from us. We did not have a boat, but we fished from the bank. The children slept on blankets and we had a picnic breakfast, but not of our catch. That went home in a cooler and was cleaned for eating at home. My favorite time was the early predawn with the mist rising over the water, when the world was just starting to awaken.
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What a nice picture, with those misty mountains in the background!
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