[report]Randall's gain, my gain. I have two daughters I don't see near enough, and I would ditch out on any fishing to hang with them.
With a granddaughter on Long Island, and a two more little ones on the way, people say, I can't believe you moved all the way across the country. Truth is we weren't seeing them anymore in the east than we are now. Careers and opportunities don't guarantee families being together, so with our daughters' encouragement, we headed back to the place I love.
But moving seems to take forever. Sorting, packing and loading, hauling twice cross country, just to unpack, re-sort, and try to figure out how on earth you accumulated all this shit, let alone what you're going to do with it.
I was hitting a hard funk. Really didn't have a good share of my fishing gear together at all. But Yard threw me a life line without even knowing it.
This is why I wanted to come home. The land and the rivers.
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Last I fished, it was casting a 55' head with a 16 ft leader. Yesterday was an ugly, graceless, flailing transition to the the 20 ft'er with a 10 ft tip.
Yard made the transition better than I did. Sort of.
But that's what makes it interesting.
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We saw a couple gear guys land two fish. And for all I know they got 10 more.
If I needed fish, I'd fish some other way. I like this way.
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Warmish, moody weather. Spectacular river. Good company, and he fed me well.
Exactly why I wanted to come back here.
Lunch is on me next time, Yard.

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It's lime the battles between sperm whales and giant squid half a mile below the surface of the ocean. Only it happens in the palm I your hand.- thndr
when I fall, I am still cold and wet, but much more stylishly dressed. as my hat disappears in the riffle- flybug.pa
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