The new year is now a little over a month old yet it seems like a lifetime has past since I’ve been on the water.  Truth be told, I’ve slipped out a couple of times in the past couple of weeks, but it just doesn’t seem like it.

Cold fronts continue their march south on a regular basis, bringing with them a howling wind that has forced me to realign priorities. Days spent with a chainsaw running or shovel in hand will pay dividends once the weather begins to settle.

Life marches on, but at least the chore list is getting shorter.

One bright spot that has me looking beyond the horizon is a new fly rod that is on its way shortly.  A 12 wt. prototype will land shortly and it will bring purpose with it.  It has to be bent in real world conditions.

Until that happens, its back to trimming and straightening up the yard…