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Fishing With Brother Tim |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
They said the fishing would be good-- the storm had herded the reds in-- they said the river might be rough so? We oiled the rods we went down the highway 23-- an hour past Myrtle Grove-- to the river over bridge driving into history. "You've got to catch the moment..." Brother Tim began to preach. Then he stopped to sniff the air. "No chartreusse will do tonight-- Speckled trout." He sniffed again. "Great big specks," he finally grinned. "They're hungry, and they're everywhere-- I'm gonna double up the lines." E.J. said he wanted spoons and Brother Tim said, "sure." He took the lure and tossed it--far-- and in a quiet baritone he said, "No metal will be used tonight-- unless you want to swim in cuffs." We never argued with Brother Tim-- not about the fish. But certain words were not allowed-- things we would not tolerate-- like dates of the apocalypse-- conspiracy of government-- and how they put a microchip so deep within his nose that everytime he smelled redfish it began to run. Most times, we let his mouth run, sometimes? He was a grappling fish, just try to reel him back to land-- a big red on an 8lb. test... When he got too bad for ears I took his doughnuts wickedly and held them hostage off the pier-- I simply warned "Shut up." But that is when I looked at him and saw the glisten under his nose-- I said very quiet--"Tim? Is it time for chartreuse?" He wiped a finger across slime and then he went to work. Two green lures he gave our line-- but Big Tim tied his own for thirds. We caught fish till our arms ached. That storm had spawned a suicide. A school of reds had traveled north. My legs were shaking in the tide in careful foot upon the rocks watching river warily rise from thighs up to my waist and water filled my white shrimp boots... We hid an ice chest by the Fort-- and fished a half an hour more and caught a fortune's fine in fish-- all too healthy to throw back. I wanted to take off my boots and let the fish just hop on in. That's how hungry those fish were-- Brother Tim's nose ran with reds... [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (10-02-2002 07:18 AM).] |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
You tell an interesting story That’s the problem with fishing Sometimes you catch too many fish. Gloom |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
serenity I caught a big red once....I had just touched my worm to the water when zap!!! My rod broke in half (okay, so it wasn't put together properly in the first place) and I ended up with my line jumbled in the brambles. Alas, I had to call for help...and it was the worst tasting fish I ever tried to eat. Does Tim hire out for fishing trips? Lately I haven't had much luck. By the way...loved the poem and the story that went with it. PS...is Tim a relative of lambe? |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Only you could make a slightly deranged brother with a bloody nose into a Biblical/Isidore throwin' mastermess. Love this, Sen! Keep stretchin' out! (I will, too) |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
(smiling) Ser...this screams at me... perhaps hitting too close to some of my own understanding for me to take in completely during one read... you now have to tell me more of Brother Tim.... the hows the whys the connections... you can't leave me hanging or the microchip in my nose will start whining until it drives me deaf... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
um--popping in for a quick giggle--this is just a fictionalized account of a very real person who has vexed our lives for some time. I couldn't possibly make this guy up. It was actually inspired by him showing up at our door last night in full fishing gear--urging us to go with him down to Fort Jackson area--which is, a kind of dangerous thing to do at this time--but Brother Tim insisted we'd be safe as long as we were with him, because, after all, "he was fishing for the Lord" (he'd promised a local church the all of his catch) Shaking my head at Ron---oh yes, lots of stories to tell about him--and Martie? I think Iambe would kick his butt--but it was indeed inspired by the style of Iambe'. Sigh. I'm sort of glad Tim believes that the internet is "the beast" of Revelations--wouldn't wanna get sued. grinning. Thanks. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I've renewed my faith in fishing because of Brother Tim. But alas, I don't have even the patience for fish that WANT to be caught. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
actually, I'm kind of worried about him--haven't heard back from him yet...(shaking my head here, my life is ridiculous) |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
oh...and Martie? I don't care for "blackened redfish" either--but if you have filet? Try coating in a combo mustard/honey bath, and? I prefer unseasoned "Fish fry"--cut the fish into strips, it cooks more evenly that way (redfish is rather thick) and deep fry. OR? Just clean and bake brushing with a vinagrette (sp.?) lemon juice and a touch of cajun spice. Excellent with a Chablis! |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I think Brother Tim should join the Iambe family, Serenity...this was a marvelous write... |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
you caught... .....the moment beautiful |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
pssssssst.... Bri? |
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Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
I read this yesterday and got pulled away before I could reply, but I'm glad I got a chance to read it again as it is such a wondeful poem, thanks for sharing Andrew |
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Elizabeth Cor Senior Member
since 2000-10-13
Posts 879Over the river and through the woods |
just peeking in to letcha know: been here, read that. you're a wonder, k... (echoing mike all the way) ~m |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
serenity~ You should have let me know you were coming down hwy 23, I would have told the local law dogs to check your catch for undersize and over limit fish...LOL Paul |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
damn--Paul---I thought you lived the other way! How's yer momanem? OH...and you should check out "seeing reds" as if you live "dataway" I'm sure you are seeing plenty! Thanks all... |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Senerity~ Born and Raised in Venice. Transplanted to North Shore Camped out at Fort Jackson when the only way to get inside was by boat. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
hey Paullie! Great fishing there---I've caught alot of flounder there too--quite by accident tho--don't much care for the stuff--it's kind of a fishy fish...*wrinkles nose* EXCEPT when I do this with it--I have someone prepare it for "stuffing" for me (I don't clean fish--don't have to--they don't much like the thought of me with knives around here) so while they are doing that--I make a quick roux--not brown but almost white...add crab meat--mozzarella cheese--seasoning (which is cooked down in the roux--finely chopped celery, shallots, bellpepper--crushed garlic um,*note* they do allow me to use the food processor) a splash of a dry white wine (usually just Blue Nun, nuthin' fancy) and cook to desired consistancy. You can make this very thick, and it makes a great dip, too by the way. I stuff the stuff into the fish,(saving some to thin out for a topping) and brush the outside with extra virgin olive oil (<--I loved typing that ) some good ole Zatarain's creole seasoning, dab on butter and bake, oh..bout a half an hour to 45 minutes...as I drink the rest of the Blue Nun. Then pour the thinned stuffing over the fish and serve--with yet again a GOOD chablis. With a salad on the side? This makes for a very romantic candlelit dinner. Um--it my particular case? The wine helps-- ALOT. Hugs from a fellow coon ass. [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (10-24-2002 04:02 PM).] |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Serenity~ Now you went and made me hungry. Guess what? Here I am in Seafood Heaven and I'm alergic to it, No Crabs,Shrimp or Craw Fish, what a bummer. Flounder is good if fixed right. You ever make it down to the Orange Festival the first weekend in December? They really have a good time at Fort Jackson that weekend, drinking, dancing and hanging out. Super Oranges also. They make a drink called Taco Tottie that people really like. Thanks for all, Pass a good time dear friend. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
hey...the orange festival? I DO intend to try to make it this year. If you go? let me know...I'll try to bump into you.. gently of course! thanks for reminding me...I always tend to forget about that one..dunno why, the weather tends to be great in December too. but let me know? k? |
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