Well we got lots done today. Think I am going to use Shakespeare Ugly Sticks as client rods for a variety of reasons. Still conflicted about the reels. Thinking Penn or Quantum.
Also deciding on boats. One more Revo, and an Outback at least. Next, me and EddyRider fix up my old trailer.
My Mac is in the shop so no pictures right now.
Getting sound stuff worked out tomorrow.
bye for now
chris
Monday, February 8, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010

Well the groundwork has long been laid. Now it is being completed in real time. Kind of scary actually. Insurance info has been sent out. The internet stuff is going OK. Still conflicted about the website. This blogspot is a good parking zone for the meantime. The FB, the You Tube, the Twitter are all going well. Not really ready to announce yet.
Going to be speaking at the Philadelphia Outdoor Show for three days. Very excited about that. Also have Hobie store pro status. Looks like the awesome Sterling Harbor will be a new home for Shipwreck. Need to talk to Cathy to make sure, but I am hopeful.
Lastly learning Final Cut better and trying to delve into sound. I have very grassroots needs, and am not trying to be the next Scorcese, I just want to tell YOUR story to US.
Cards look great and the KFS stuff is coming along nicely.
Friday, February 5, 2010
There are two ways to do things. I usually do a little of both.
Part of being a responsible guide and storyteller is doing the homework. I spent time 'practice guiding' and even did some trades for good equipment for trips. I done ALOT of FREE stuff for people. Again, without Maggie it does not happen.
Now its time to stop dreaming with its endless opportunities to 'edit' and change course on a dime. Years putting pieces into place. Pieces that eventually need to be moved. So its time to do something.
Of course the economy is probably going to make this almost impossible to be only a 'down home-aw shucks' guide and support a family. You have to do this right to have a chance. There are too few people with disposable income who want to pick up a fishing pole or a kayak paddle. The 'pool' of available clients is pretty shallow.
So there are other ways. My hustle, my desire is a competitive edge only the best can match. I have other talents too. Our video department, with Hank, Fishtank in charge is going to be huge. And my love of showing kids the outdoors is a big area of opportunity.
So on a wing and a prayer we lash these pieces of me together and launch into the void. Dream time is over. Pieces have been moved and I cant stop it now.
ttu later.
I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
That walk up my longboard and hang off the nose
I suppose
The need to focus never arose
So something like a swiss army knife
That's my life
Frankenstein had nothing on this body of mine
The villagers still flockin' to see, to see me
Breaking free, breaking free
Cause I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I got a bartender's ear and beachcomber's style
Piratical nerve and a Vaudevillian style
I suspect I died in some cosmic shipwreck
With all hands spread all over the deck
What the heck
Then some kind of obscene and unscrupulous mind
Began to pick up what he could find
Added ice, shook me twice, rolled the dice.
Jimmy Buffett
Part of being a responsible guide and storyteller is doing the homework. I spent time 'practice guiding' and even did some trades for good equipment for trips. I done ALOT of FREE stuff for people. Again, without Maggie it does not happen.
Now its time to stop dreaming with its endless opportunities to 'edit' and change course on a dime. Years putting pieces into place. Pieces that eventually need to be moved. So its time to do something.
Of course the economy is probably going to make this almost impossible to be only a 'down home-aw shucks' guide and support a family. You have to do this right to have a chance. There are too few people with disposable income who want to pick up a fishing pole or a kayak paddle. The 'pool' of available clients is pretty shallow.
So there are other ways. My hustle, my desire is a competitive edge only the best can match. I have other talents too. Our video department, with Hank, Fishtank in charge is going to be huge. And my love of showing kids the outdoors is a big area of opportunity.
So on a wing and a prayer we lash these pieces of me together and launch into the void. Dream time is over. Pieces have been moved and I cant stop it now.
ttu later.
I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
That walk up my longboard and hang off the nose
I suppose
The need to focus never arose
So something like a swiss army knife
That's my life
Frankenstein had nothing on this body of mine
The villagers still flockin' to see, to see me
Breaking free, breaking free
Cause I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I got a bartender's ear and beachcomber's style
Piratical nerve and a Vaudevillian style
I suspect I died in some cosmic shipwreck
With all hands spread all over the deck
What the heck
Then some kind of obscene and unscrupulous mind
Began to pick up what he could find
Added ice, shook me twice, rolled the dice.
Jimmy Buffett
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Good day getting the business together. Fishing is fun, business is not. Fish business is a weird kind of work fun.
This blog will be a good way to chronicle getting my stuff put straight to open the guide business and the video work. I will try and keep the flow here for me to keep track and you guys to look back and laugh at one day.
My wife rocks, and all of this is impossible without her.
This blog will be a good way to chronicle getting my stuff put straight to open the guide business and the video work. I will try and keep the flow here for me to keep track and you guys to look back and laugh at one day.
My wife rocks, and all of this is impossible without her.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Blog? Me?
2012 my rear! The end of the world as we know it starts today! Shipwreck peeks into the net.
Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it-don't cheat with it.
Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Hemingway
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