By Erik Dolson
“Not exactly romantic,” I said at Christmas when Irish tore open the botched wrapping on her last gift under the tree.
“It is, because it shows you were listening,” said Irish.
She’d become addicted to fishing after hooking salmon in Canada and Alaska last summer. I’d heard enthusiasm in her voice when she talked about fish finders with her friend and salesperson and fish guru in Victoria. So, I got her a fish finder. It broadcasts a Wifi signal to the note pad we’d won the Christmas before with the lights on our boat.