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#FridayFlash: The Rods Rise Up

At the bottom of every lake in Michigan, they wait, just as they have always waited. For thousands of years, ever since the glaciers retreated and the first hungry men came into the new country in search of sustenance, their numbers have been growing. A moment's distraction, shifted weight in the canoe, the clumsy hands of a rookie, an extra beer or two before lunch... these and a thousand more have fed their ranks.

The oldest of them are simple rods of willow and birch, still intact and bearing the delicate fish and turtle totems carved into them by the tribesmen of seven thousand years ago. The newest of them are carbon fiber and polyvinyl chloride, still intact and bearing the blazing Shimano and Spincaster totems printed on them by workmen (and women and children) seven thousand miles away.

Every fishing rod ever dropped overboard, through inexperience or carelessness, flung in frustration or thrown in fury, they all wait at the bottom of their lakes. Some for thousands of years, some for a handful of hours, they wait. Some with short lines of braided willow-heart fiber, some with thousands of feet of twenty pound test monofilament, they wait. With their hooks and barbs of antler, bone, iron and chromium steel, they wait.

One day, their Messiah will come, and on that day they will rise up to a glorious, triumphant paradise, where every lost fishing rod will shine and sing for the wonder of The Lord of All Fishing Rods, the One True Rod whose line will never tangle and whose hook will always set true.

And until that happy day, they wait in the cold waters of every lake in Michigan, growing in number, season by season.


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7 comments:

  1. I hope I'm back in Michigan on that glorious day!

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  2. Why did I read this in a yawning, pretentious voice? It is terribly funny in that voice, but I can't figure out why I came upon that. Was that by design? Like being doomed is an afterthought.

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  3. There's a reason I don't go fishing... :D

    Nice one!

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  4. There's a reason I don't go fishing... :D

    Nice one!

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  5. I read it in the voice of the guy who does all the movie trailers.

    When the wait does end, it's gonna be glorious :-)

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  6. Are you speaking from experience?

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    1. Yep. I dropped a fishing rod overboard while on vacation last week. Had to watch it disappear down into the bottom of the lake.

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