Definition of the phrase, One trick pony: “a person or thing with only one special feature, talent, or area of expertise.” My reaction? Shit, is that me? Of course it isn’t me. I don’t have a special feature, nor do I possess anything close to an area of expertise. I’m more like a “person or thing with only a few sometimes successful features, talents, or areas of novice”
Regardless of my accomplishments, or lack-thereof, I put couple of those areas of novice into practice. Had to do a little research to remember when exactly this trip took place. Turns out it was sometime around April 7, 2018. Crazy weather for Virginia at that time of year.
My compadre and I set out to hit one our common trout waters in the SNP. At the time of arrival, the weather was pleasant. Pleasant, like…like when you know warmer weather is right around the corner, even though it’s not quite here yet. However, you never really know, do you? Just when you think Old Man Winter is ready to hang up his boots for the season, he hears the neighbors talkin’ shit about his less-than-manicured lawn, and decides to take the shovel to their daisies. Yeah. Metaphorically, Old Man Winter was about to beat the hell out of our daisies.
Our daisies took the ass-wompin’ and we continued pursuing our sometimes successful talent. Other than the frozen extremities – mine tend to go numb approximately two hours before any other humans’…go ahead, call me it, I understand – the day was not a loss. Pictures were taken, fish were caught, the car started, the heat worked, and the local brewery settled our cervezadipsia (not a real word).
Maybe one day I’ll be a one trick pony. Until then, I’ll enjoy the fishing, and the beer.
Inspired by the linked post from Flymen Fishing Company. And yes, I’m well aware that this one trick pony is very different from theirs.