I laid awake, flanked by two spoiled labs, and unable to sleep. I slowly realized that summer was drawing to a close and the school year was about to commence. I wasn't worried at all about school. However, I was worried that I didn't fish as much as I should have over the summer. The hot doldrums of July and August had me trapped in a lazy funk full of late nights and extended periods of sleep. It slowly dawned on me that I fish more during the school year than I do when I have off for the entirety of the summer. It only took a few years, but its true. Priorities have a way of emerging the more your time is constrained. The school year forces me to fully take advantage of my days off and I am almost always fishing. The summer calm has me spending time with family and friends. I am recovering for the real season, where I work to live, rather than live to work. Summer is my calm, while the school year is my storm.
As I arrived back in the area for another school year, I returned to my usual carp haunts to say hello to a few carp that I hadn't seen in awhile. They fully obliged and I satiated my fishing appetite for the time being. I even got the SUP out and into a few river fish on large crayfish imitations. There is nothing quite like sight fishing to carp to reinvigorate my soul for another school year of work and play.