And life is pretty good. Took a while to get back into the normal, office, computer, bullshit life after three days of riverine medatation. Overall though the soul is feeling good. Always nice to pull the cork on the season and land some fish.
Fishing wasn't on fire, and pressure was obscene Saturday. apparently the checker said 67 boats floated this particular river on Saturday, it was down right depressing to see. Still there were some fish around and Sunday we managed to dodge the boats for most of the day. It was good to fish with T, as good a friends as we are we dont get out enough. My nonweekend (normally) fishing schedule and the fact that we tend to fish different rivers means we often just catch up over the phone. We always have a good time though when we make it out together, and this was no exception.
We also saw a couple of old friends, enjoyed greasy Mexican food and did some very worthwhile exploring. all in all an excellent three day weekend. I even managed to pull a fish out of a little greasy bucket I'd been eying at low water last winter. At the time it was just a little too shallow but the rocks were too sweet to ignore and with the water up just a little it was holding at least one fish. Another hard yank makes me think there might have been a couple home.