Alewives and leeches; fireworks in the rain
These are not cute and cuddly fish. They are like eels, actually, and to a landlubber (me), they are just overgrown leeches. I'd had experience with eels, having once caught one at the Beaver Brook dam behind the Homer and Babe Hughes house on Merrill Street in Colebrook. I was so terrified by this writhing snake of a catch that I ran all the way home.
"Thought you'd be interested in this River Herring event I helped put together at the Skeag dam. Wow, close to 50 years ago since you wrote your piece (on the alewives). I still have a copy here.
This safety-at-any-price business galls me to the core. All up and down the turnpikes, I-93 and I-91 and the Mass Pike - because we had to travel the weekend before - we saw the dire warnings and alerts (and threats) about fireworks.
Everything and anything we do has inherent danger. When I elect to run my chainsaw I acknowledge a certain risk. When I get onto my tractor to haul logs or hay, ditto. When I start a fire in the front lawn fire pit to roast a goat or a lamb, ditto. But I'm responsible for my own actions, stupid or smart. The key and underlying dictum is that you don't endanger others.
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