Japan

Hello everyone, I've arived in Japan. Twice.

1st Flight 1 hr.
2nd Flight 4.5 hrs.
3rd Flight 9.4 hrs after just barely finding in time and boarding. They keep military airliners hidden at civilian airports.
Flew in to Yokota. Not my destination. Saw Mt. Fuji and had the song "there goes tokyo" stuck in my head.
4th Flight 1.5 hrs.

I'm here. Japan is pretty. The base is right in the sound. Oh, the first time the driver turned sharp and short left really threw me.

New Orleans was fun. This picture kind of catches what the trip was all about.

I am leaving for Japan this week. I got a lot done in the kitchen... ceiling painted, GFCI outlets, new lights, dimmer switches, etc. I'll put a picture or two up before I leave.

Lake Moultrie Sunset, Friday June 17, 2005.

We snuck out with the boat, went to a place upriver that was delta-like, with reeds, swampgrass, scallop bars, mud, egrets, herons, dolphins, and the like. I pulled the boat into the shallowest water I felt comfortable with, about 10 ft away from where I thought there would be a jetty. I pulled the cast net out and bobbled my way through a few throws. I soon caught the concept, and had a bucket full of whiting, a few shrimp, a crab (I had to pull its snippers off so it wouldn't destroy the fish), and some other bait fish.



Then we went fishing. I need to find deeper water, or convert to fishing flats with
different bait.

I came back at 2:00, dead-low tide. I decided to catch a few more bait fish for freezing, in order to avoid buying more the next time I want to fish and not cast. You should have seen it. In the midst of a low-tide, the water came silent. No waves, no sounds. The clouds began to darken, just as the water came alive. I couldn't keep them out of my net. Something was obviously in chase. In the middle of the stream, dophin were trying to catch their own. I decided to bait one on and let it swim. I cast one cast, and looked down river. You could see the water pouring in the air, like a thick fog woven into curtains on a long window. It was coming towards the boat, my glass water, and the day.

I'd barely driven away, boat retrieved, when the down-pour caught us.
'Perfect timing' is what I thought as I rolled homeward. Perfect day.