I think I’d rather be cremated and left in a jar. I know it’s tradition to set up a big grave with a giant stone at the head, but me? I think a simple urn would suffice. Simple in life, simple in death.
Ah, Monty Python.
As for the photo, that’s a lot of dead fish that are washing up on the sandbar after they’ve spawned. As you can imagine, it smells awesome. Awesome like a dumpster in hot sunlight.
That guy on the sandbar was among the dozens of other guys out on the river. You can check out yesterday’s photo to see the numbers.
I grew up in Saskatchewan and my grandfather used to take me fishing on his boat on Weyakwin Lake. It was beautiful. This is a lot more crowded (both with other fishermen and dead fish) than what I grew up with and I think I’ll keep my memories, rather than replace them with bad smells and claustrophobia.