so spent a few days at work and in the company of the better 1/2 fore she split to float 9 days on the Colorado on a grand adventure
mixed feelings on passing on this bucket list op
but I don't do bucket boats
nor dig 8 mile hikes to the put in
nor want to not row the grand
nor eat black olives for dinner every night
nor not want a knife on my pfd
not to mention having someone else make decisions all day for me
or the extended luau trip complete with new galvy tailer and enuffs safety stuffs to stone a rainbow gathering, price tag
turns out it was both stunning and frustrating as there was sposed to be a swim test to determine who could ducky or sup what when
that never happened and head guides would determine that based on her mood at the time
and well erring on the side of caution is always my thing its not a bad thing
I will give her props for 99 gc trips, that's a shitload of oar strokes in serious water
the title9 spansered brand ambassdor athlete and social media influencer with gazillion followers
well color me black and white furkid as unimpressed with that narrcissitic needs deeds
and the fact that the 80 yo couple floated the whole thing for the 4th time gives me hope ill git another shot yet
she had a great trip and im in awe of the pics

the furkid and I fished a bit while she was gone
scored

sum tug drugs from the basses
excercised a few poopers

harvested the garden and did god days o summer stuffs

threw the rubber in on a local waterway

didn't exercise any poopers
id committed to rowing the annual TU one fly comp back in april so I spent a better part of a day cleaning the hog and putting a seat in my furry copirates spot and pounded out another 3 1/2 hour on the road to the home waters
turns out the email ya sent me with the rules was sposed to be a dear john we don't need your help
weve goobered up this event to the point of very few teams wanting to be involved any more
or sumthins like that
the old man tried to git me to take his spot throwing but im not really into competion nor quantification of a lifestyle thing
not to mention I aint gots no spare wongas to tips the guide
and hows bout I go pour a 2x rum and coke from the open bar into my roadie cup and crank out 2 more hours on the road and I go enjoy myself with my crew wyo way not worry about whos gonna watch the god or if the 1 fly im limited to is even gonna gits eaten
rolled into camp in the dark with a whats goin on
I hopes you fuckers wernt planning on sleepin in tomarrow
had fishes with worms on the water fore the suns

who likes to go fishins

found sum playas

floated thru a bovine hatch
stuck a few mur slutties

this latest ones not really oc crazy bout swimmins which aint the way of the newf but hes figurin it out

they swung a couple nice fish up from camp that eve

and well they rarely limit out on the buzz catching