I never intended to live this long.
I've outlived too many bullets that shared that point of view. There's one in a sock drawer that I thought would be self-administered for a period of years but I outlived that bastard, too. Keep him around just for sport.
Anyway, laying in a supply of decent pipe tobacco for the rest of days. I'll age these five years now that I've gone past my "best used by" date. I'm going to start acting like a responsible adult and plan for the long-term. Pipe tobacco and fly rods are my version of planning.
No need. Social catching.
Early morning fish. Took him on a coachman streamer at 6:30 AM +/-.
My thanks to Alan for introducing me to this beastie. Felt good fishing it actively.
He wonders if I noticed the sign said thirty-five and not the forty-five I'm doing.
Should have been a police dog.
I have to go buy licenses for outings. There are far worse jobs.
Where are you good fellows heading this year?