It's been a while since my last TR: http://www.drakemag.com/phpBB3/messageboard/viewtopic.php?f=1&t=17486
My trout fishing season ended on the same water where I spent most of the summer.
I can't wait to get back there.
We also did some pike fishing and caught nothing.
Then it was time to carve punkins.
I also went to my first professional football game. Sad, I know.
Then it started snowing and it was time to ski.
We skied alot, but didn't take many photos. Someone missed a shot of someone getting rad in a Starter jacket. Must've been spring break.
We also participated in less rad forms of skiing.
The skiing was so good, we only got out on the ice once this winter.
Fish were caught.
We traveled to some mountains that are way cooler than ours.
We rode in style.
Times of fun were had.
Then one day (it must have been around the first of March because I remember my face was cold, as I had a fresh 'do for Mustache March) someone convinced me to go fishing.
It was a shitty day.
Then, out of the blue, a long lost friend called to tell me he had moved to the banks of a nice little stream on the Western Slope.
We didn't waste any time getting there.
It was nice to be catching fish again.
At times like this, everyone should party.
We made two trips to that river, and on the drives we kept eyeballing some other water and saw some boats on the river. It was time to get the boat out.
So this is my rig. I know she ain't much to look at, but she gets me down the river, and she's mine.
We commenced with the fishing, and proceeded with the catching.
Uh oh, now some of you will know where we were fishing.
We fished big bugs, and almost caught some fish in the mouth.
We caught some nice ones,
and some pretty ones.
We held them ever so gently.
Saw some dead shit, of course.
Caught a rainbow.
We dipped into the canyon and caught some more fish.
It was such a great time, we decided to do it again the next day. In the morning there was a hint of blue in the sky.
The weather on the second day was alot sunnier, but the fishing was not so much.
Nonetheless, we caught some good ones.
We still have a month of skiing left, but I've pretty much made up my mind.