A..I never write a TR
2..I have met people that I have become closer friends with through this shithole of a http://WWW.Com than people I grew up with.
For the past 2 years my life has been a tornado. I am coming to grips with that and moving on, but still with open wounds.
Work sucks( livelyhood depends on development), never been alone(getting used to it), Ty's Moto X..($$$$$)
That being said, the only time I feel without worry of financial, social, or any other burdens, is on the water. The shitty part is loading the boat and driving straight back to reality.
I met Stonedfly a few years ago through a Drake Bake. We had sent PM's back and forth with one another with intentions to fish together,(since we live 70 miles apart) but had never met face to face. The day we met sealed the deal! His love for warmwater and mine are just the ticket for saying.."FUCK MIDGES AND BOBBERS"....instant friendship it was.
I fish with Stonedfly a lot these days, and lurker, Onlychild AKA Goldenboy, but this last Friday was just to be me and Stonedfly on my favorite stretch of water. I was anxious to say the least. We had 4 days of 60 plus temps and the the smallies getting the feed bag on. When Stonedfly showed up Thursday night, we cooked wings and talked of how "Perverted" it should be in the morning. While the fishing was not "Perverted" it was good, and probably the last hoorah for this free flowing river, as far as smalljaws are concerned.
Stoenedfly opening a flyshop didn't hurt thing either
I forgot the rest.... your mom is a whore...WB25