I’m all about the sounds of nature … the birds chirping, the rush of the breeze through tree branches, and the soothing refrain from the currents pouring over rocks. But I must say, I broke the mold today and plugged in with earphones as I stole a couple hours on the water.
Is that an angling sin?
I mean, we ski/board with the tunes, run with them, and so forth. I must admit, it was a different, somewhat refreshing experience. And some of you won’t want to hear this, but it wasn’t acoustic bluegrass, or country, or alt. rock, that got it done. It was straight-up vintage metal. Motorhead. Priest. Iron Maiden. Sabbath …
Spandex. Gore-tex. Same difference. But now I feel dirty.