ˈɔːld lɑŋˈsəin

DAYS OF LONG AGO

Long Long Ago

Thank You Mr. Burns
brief report too

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Gibbon Road between Madison & Norris is now closed.

.. Auld Lang Syne was generated by Robert Burns: bless the Scot.
.. It is a poem that incorporates some wisdom from "an old man, that I knew." Burns added his touch and the Scots carried it with them around the world.
.. The original question, loosely translated into contemporary language, is simply: "Should we remember the good old days?" The answer is buried in the poesy.
.. We've fished the Gibbon River on and off for over 40 years: nearly weekly these last eight or ten. The sojourns will be missed for the next couple of years. We hope to live long enough to trek down canyon when access is restored.
.. Here's some videos that capture the visual flavor of the soon to be abandoned canyon section and it's road. Restoration will be good for both fish and fishers.

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.. Despite the nay sayer's skepticism, the cool weather has kept the river fishable. The real warming takes place in the lower meadows, below the falls, where the river slows into looping meanders. It fished very well again this weekend.
.. The terrestrials and berries are apparent and plentiful. There are lots of ants, a few beetles, spiders galore, and even some grasshoppers.
.. Spruce moths and caddis flies overlap in their activity cycles and a Goddard caddis in two sizes, (10 & 14,) is all that was needed.

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FROM WIKIPEDIA:

..Shid ald akwentans bee firgot, an nivir brocht ti mynd? Shid ald akwentans bee firgot, an ald lang syn?
CHORUS: Fir ald lang syn, ma jo, fir ald lang syn, wil tak a cup o kyndnes yet, fir ald lang syn.
An sheerly yil bee yur pynt-staup! an sheerly al bee myn! An will tak a cup o kyndnes yet, fir ald lang syn.
CHORUS
We twa hay rin aboot the braes, an pood the gowans fyn; Bit weev wandert monae a weery fet, sin ald lang syn.
CHORUS
We twa hay pedilt in the burn, fray mornin sun til dyn; But seas between us bred hay roard sin ald lang syn.
CHORUS
An thers a han, my trustee feer! an gees a han o thyn! And we’ll tak a richt gude-willie-waucht, fir ald lang syn.
CHORUS