Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Into the Backing
Let's start with an apology.
I haven't been around much of late. The blog has been quiet and I'm sorry. There are a handful of factors in this vacancy; some good, some not so much. Simply put, life and times have taken me deep into the backing and, for the moment, that's enough said about that. It's time to tighten the drag and start recovering some line before the next inevitable run.
Spending three days with good friends and a Jeep full of fly rods is as good a way as any to stall life's headlong race, so we'll start there, in the southwest, Texas-way, where we tried once again to coax Gulf Coast reds from the shallow warm waters of the Laguna Madre. A smattering of scenes should do nicely. From there, we have some catching up to do. We'll get to it all in due time.
So thanks for sticking around in my absence and for helping me start to reel things back in. Let's put a bend in the rod, crank on the largest arbor we've got and wrestle this thing to the boat.
Let's go to Texas.