What's up with the Mercury falling?

So its the end of April, on most years many people are looking forward to the warming weather and for many this also means that it is time to dust off those ol' fish'n poles and head out for the season opener. Ah the coming of summer when the birds sing sweetly in the morning awaking you to a day filled with sun and adventure.... Well we are certainly getting the adventure without the rest of the picture. Its cold outside. Today we set a new record in Seattle for the coldest temperature recorded on the 21st of April. 

Now setting new records are something to be proud of, unless this happens to be for being ridiculously cold. Why would we want to even acknowledge this? Its all like a bad dream that wont end. Give us the Sun, Hide not its warmth and radiance from an earth that is withering from the grip of winter. Bring back the days of carefree short sleeves and running ones toes through the green grass without having to concern ones mind of such nonsensical things such as frostbite and appendages falling off from the brittle cold. 

On a tangent... hopefully my only one for tonight... but then again maybe not. I went fishing this saturday. I met up with a gentleman named Chris and the two of us headed to a beach where neither of had had fished before to try our luck and enjoy the freedom of the water. We arrived at the beach around 7:30 am or so and after a few minuets gearing up headed out to wet our lines. 

Chris as it so happened was fishing the salt for the first time or so he told me... this was probably his first time in Washington as I feel that he was a proficient caster and may have fished in the salt in Alaska where he was from. In either case it was odd to be the more experienced one of the two of us when my own experience up to this point has not been to any extent extensive even in the longest stretch of the meaning of the word. 

I was able to point out to him how to spot a rip as the tide was moving and we were able to position our selves relatively in a good place. I say relatively as the fish were there. But being as we were both rookies I think we spent the morning throwing everything but what we should have. Both our fly boxes looked more like what a car salesmen would have been proud to have used as a marketing tool with many different and colorful flies but we were not getting any hookups. In retrospect after coming back and reading more I think we should have been using a krill or euphausiid pattern rather than the bait fish and other streamers we were ripping. Oh well thats what it is to live and learn.

But to bring back this tangent to a somewhat relevant thought to the matter at hand while we were out on the water the temperature dropped several degrees. One could feel the change and see the coldness if that were possible coming off the water and envelope the shore like the hand of death. What is sad about this was that the only strikes we got on our lines was several minuets after this cold front hit and we were so cold we were not able to react fast enough to set the hook. Which we took to be a sign that it was not going to be much prodective after that. 

So I ask again where is the sun and the warm weather. Was the weekend before with its 70 degree spell just a tease to bring pain and anguish to the minds of all warm blooded folk...

Warm up world... the buzz on the street is global warming. Get with the act or at least act like you are going to...