I’ve been absent for a bit around here, but it is for good reason: I’ve been driving across the country from Charleston to Colorado — fighting one hell of a wind on the way — and then recovering from said drive. I’m here in Colorado meeting up with my parents and brother, as we’re taking a wee family trip for the next week down to canyon country in pursuit of some uncharted Anasazi ruins. Spent a good bit of time yesterday looking at satellite photos in preparation. All looks like it’ll go well.
Must away for the moment, but once things slow down a bit I’ll post in more detail about what’s transpired. It should be an adventure!
Actually, it already has been. My dad and I went fly-fishing up on the South Platte this morning, and I latched into the biggest rainbow trout I’ve ever seen in the flesh. Monstrous. Fought it for quite a while, with video to prove it. More on that (including pictures, perhaps?), too, when there’s time.
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Your life always sounds so heroic and rugged. How do you do that?
Because I am heroic and rugged, maybe?
Happy adventuring!