Some Break

Just returned from my university's spring break, which this year included no fishing. I spent nearly the entire week catching up on grading, and when I wasn't doing that I was doing my taxes. And I'm still far from done with those. Depreciation, amortization, WTF?

Hoping to get out Friday for a long hike with Kristine (basically a pretext for scouting duck hunting spots). I'm afraid that's the only cure available in the near future for my academically-induced stir crazies.

One sad note, fishingwise, sounded recently. The chair of a committee I sit on evaluating a pilot writing course announced we would meet on the morning of Friday, April 1st--which is the opening of Stockerfest. Sadly, I'm sure he's not joking. Guess I'll be joining the throngs on Saturday the 2nd, but I'll get there before 5, I hopefully will claim a good spot.

Later.