Today is Mother's Day, so needless to say... I did not fish. I did get to go to some lakes on Friday night and camp out, just Alex, my oldest son, and I. His patience for lake fishing is not his most impressive trait! It was great to get out with him and just spend some time in the greta outdoors. He got to ride up in the front of the Suburban on the dirt roads, whihc he though was pretty cool. We saw some deer, heard some snipe and Sandhill Cranes, confused some cows for Moose (they were far away!) and ate dinner overlooking the Madison Valley from high up in the Gravelies. I can't wait until my new new son, Matthew, is old enough to join us.
I'm really blessed to have an amazing wife and partner that not only accepts my pescatoral insanity, but encourages its continuning development. She's me best friend and marrying her has been the best thing that has ever happened in my life. Our first date was during the Mother's Day hatch 5 years ago and I can honestly say that she's a pretty good fly fisher. It'll be great to get out woth her again this year, once Matthew is old enough to join us.