In Venice for a flycasting lesson.
Canada tomorrow.. Polyprops, camo, two hats, Manshit.
I may grow a beard.
Man, am I tired. Typical - well not quite so typical - pre-flight chaos. Nothing is packed, nothing is washed for chrissakes!
I won't sleep tonight but I'll sleep all the way to Canada, and then I have no idea where I'll head to next. I guess that's half the fun. In fact sometimes that's the best bit. Look out Canada.
A very sexy woman is Babus. Almost as sexy as me in fact.