Tomorrow morning I hit the road again. This time its a week-long excursion to Missouri to see their out-of-control carp situation first hand. I'll be fishing for a few days with biologist Vince Travnichek of the Missouri Department of Conservation, and with Jim Low, Print News Coordinator for the Department.I had hoped to bag feral goats last week on a mountain side in West Virginia but several things conspired against me. First, a check from my publisher arrived late. Second, once the check showed up I suffered an injury while running that made it a moot point.
An osteopathic physician friend tells me that I have a torn ligament of the 5th metatarsal in my left foot. There will be no mountain climbing in my near future. Depressing the clutch pedal of my car for a thousand miles each way will be quite enough. I think that I ought to be able to manage fishing -- even fishing that can supposedly involve baseball bats, hoop nets and shotguns. Perhaps I can smack a few out of the air with my crutches.
Once I get back I've got to bang out the rest of 'Eating Aliens' as quickly as possible, with one more short trip to the Potomac River for snakeheads. If I'm hard to reach for the next week, I apologize. I'll be spending a lot of time driving and riding in boats and it may be a while before I can catch up on email and messages.
[Photo copyright 2011 by Jackson Landers. All rights reserved. That is my cousin, Patrick McNamara holding an Asian grass carp that he caught in Massachusetts this spring.]
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