My first fly fishing class !
After deciding to try my hand at learning the skills of fly fishing (Hal, your idea won!), I quickly realized that I knew nothing of fly fishing. Or fishing for that matter. To give you an idea, I had no idea that you do not use live bait in flyfishing. And that bait is less of a fly and more of a worm.
Took a five and a half hour class from Ken Luoko yesterday. Right now, I can’t even remember all the terminologies and certainly am totally confused about the knots. Not to speak of the fact that my casting is as terrible as you would expect.
But I am excited to get some gear and get into the water. Sharmila is disappointed that it is catch and release and not catch and eat. I do not think she has thought thru who was going to clean and gut the fish even if it were catch and eat.
At least this should be less dangerous than motorbike riding – assuming I do not fall down in the water too many times…
If anybody who is an expert wants to give me some tips or show me around, please feel free to reach out (but be very patient – I think I am a slow learner)
From the bartender’s corner – Bairn
I needed to finish up my Cointreau bottle. There was a little left and it was taking up shelf space. So, was looking for a unique cocktail with it. This is what I came up with after some research – a Bairn. This is blended scotch with cointreau and orange bitters. Predictably very orange forward in the nose. Served in a snifter or a lowball glass.

From the bartender’s corner – Tito Black Pinotini
The smooth flow of a nib
on perfect paper. Great way to round out a great outdoor day. One thing I miss is monogrammed paper to write these Thank You letters on. Getting good quality fountain pen paper is difficult. Most of the companies that print letterheads for you do not carry such paper 🙁
Relaxing evening by the pool with fountain pen and a writing pad.

From the bartender’s corner – Eye of the Dragon
Lake Allatoona
It is a good thing people get tattoos
“You have to explain to me the ink”, I asked the young lady who brought our food out.
It was a glorious sunny day as John and I sat down in the patio of Sunset Grille on Lake Allatoona after riding our motorbikes there. We had placed our order and were catching up on our families when the aforementioned lady got us our lunch.
Which is when I noticed the tattoo on her right arm. Tattoos are great ice breakers for me. Almost everybody has a story behind every tattoo they have. Sometimes remembering somebody near and dear, sometimes a life philosophy and sometimes “just because”. It has always been a great story telling topic for me. In full disclosure, I have stories myself but no tattoo.
In any case, the lady started telling the story about how she and her dad has the same tattoo and then went into further describing how she got it. And at every step, my memory cells were getting excited. Because the story was sounding very similar to somebody else Sharmila and I had once met.
I had to stop her – “Wait a minute! Do you know Courtney?”
“Mr. Roy, I AM Courtney!!”
Holy cow! I had absolutely not recognized her!
The back story is the following – Last summer, during Covid times, Sharmila and I used to come regularly to this spot, grab some food and sit by the dock. We had befriended Courtney then who had waited upon us. I think we met her a couple of times when she let us know that she was moving to St. Simon’s to study there. We were, of course, excited that she was going to pursue higher studies. And somewhat sorry that we won’t meet a familiar face again.
Thru Facebook though, Courtney and I had kept in touch. In fact, that is how I had found out that she would be back in Atlanta for the summer and was going to work again in Sunset Grill before going back to St. Simon’s again.
When I had walked in, I had indeed asked the lady in the front if Courtney was around. She told us that Courtney would be coming in for the evening shift.
So, I was not expecting to see Courtney at all! Turns out, she was there. And she had recognized me. Even though it was not her table, she had brought out the food for us!!
Man, I am getting old! Cannot recognize faces!! But I am glad she had recognized me.
It was great to reconnect with Courtney. We even took a picture before we left.
Hope to go back there soon with Sharmila again.






