Well Day One of 2015 Montana fishing is now in the books for me and what a
fun day it was, indeed, fishing with my buddies our Double Up Outfitter John
"The Great But Propaneless" Gould (hey, Propaneless even remembered the
propane, miracles of miracles!) as we had what developed into a shirt sleeve
day on the Bitterroot River. Shown above is yours truly with his catch of
the day, a dandy of an 18" brown landed on Sweetgrass bamboo ("how sweet it
is!) with boat mate Shane putting on an afternoon power play that saw him
catch (and release!) cutthroat after rainbow after brown trout.
With all that has gone on (and is currently going on) in my life it was an
absolute joy to spend a day of solace on the water (more photos to follow)
in the grace of God's wilderness with the only sounds being those of
clamoring eagles, soaring hawks and plump colorful fish popping as they
in-took our dry flies (and that is all that we fished all day long). My
smile widened as the day lengthened as the flowing of the water coursed
through me like a curative rain and by the end of the day I was so relaxed
that a large soupspoon could have disembarked me.
Après fishing I became Shane's "Roadie" as we trekked further down the
Bitterroot Valley to attend a Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation Banquet and
Fundraiser where Shane played to the crowd of 350 then present as I caroused
thought the silent and live auction items, with substantial bidding success,
I might add, to wit: Two new turquoise-embedded custom made fly nets now
adorn our Headquarters' living room, and, in conspiratorial conjunction with
Shane's beautiful wife Kelly, I ended up acquiring a select supply of
hand-made exquisite jewelry employing our table-generated theory that,
rather than pursuing what I perceive to be the dead-end strategy involved in
on-line meeting sites, "if one has the jewelry, the rest will follow"--my
application to the local monastery having been earlier rejected and leaving
me with little recourse other than to immediately implement what Kelly and
I had wizendly divined. So, with Kelly's help and prompting, and with the
greatest respect to all concerned, I now have custom jewelry on hand for
both the Montana and San Rafael houses in advance wonderment as to just what
may well lie ahead for me in the future and just who might be their
adornee--note that, unlike our hound dog Double Up Outfitter, the last word
here is in the singular, not the plural!!
The weather here in Montana is stunningly gorgeous and I anxiously await
your arrivals. Some just couldn't wait, however; witness Group Three's
George "Onefer" Choe who, right now as I type here in my Montana office, is
fishing behind Headquarters--an activity, come to think of it, I just can't
stand thinking of him doing alone--so, like with the jewelry, I simply have
no alternative but to wader-up and wet a line with him...darn!!
Best to all at the beautiful front end of it all--and, by all current
accounts, we are going to have one whale of a 2015 fishing year gang!!!
Rock Creek Ron
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