When Life Gets in the Way
So it has been roughly two weeks since my line has been wet. For some… perhaps that is no big deal. For the afflicted it is nothing short of cataclysmic. My office literally sits along the river and every time I look out the window I can feel that twinge of excitement. Yes… the water is actually calling me. My excuses are many and legitimate. New job, family obligations, and the list goes on. Bob has called me three times in the past week and I just can’t seem to break free.
Luckily that will all change this weekend! I truly don’t care if I have to cast into gale force winds… brave golf ball sized hail…. or dodge the trident of Poseidon himself. I WILL BE FLY FISHING! We recently came across a pond with a very healthy population of Brown’s and LMB’s. so I am looking forward to a great combo of fish species this weekend.
So for any of you that have been wrangled into a fishing rut by life’s many responsibilities… figure out a way and keep those lines tight!