oh hell yeahs
for the record that aint my vanity plate
got the chance to row the tu tarded one fly tournament again
trip started with a buzz kill
either my add laden stoner ass left or more likely some asswhipe walked outta my garage with a new dry bag loaded with sleeping bags and my bibler bivvy which really stings as that fuckers $$$ when space is tight
which is still my fault for leaving the door open and not listening to the better 1/2
headed out prefished a bit with my pops and continue puppy stuff training
car 54 where are you?
have ya seen raft 22?
wasn't a lot of heads up despite decent hatches but we forced fed a few
i drew decent sticks and we stuck a few
had a pretty good day
ita been better if they tippped
but whatevers they probably wanted a guide with a nice new boat and a seasons worth of days on the water who luvs to count and git em
and ya gots an irrie old fishy skibum in a beat up tupparwhare mothership that don't quantify much
i did row my ass off for em
lumpy's team won
good to see him
next day the old man had a blue ribbon council sumthin meeting
the furkid and i hit the gorge
front blew through and i thought i was fucked
but the white caps subsided sun poked through
found sum poopers feeding along shore
and managed to git one to eat
a trip into the backing and about an inch a minute later
"which is nice"
headed back and floated a quick a with my dad n friend
think he went 0-5 on that one
hooked up with the roos crew and a cat from the drake n his bro
put in and headed down stream
stuck a few
made er through the whites waters and into one of the more scenic river camps
some chilled
some embraced additional piscatorial pursuits
ate drank puffed and enjoyed campfire companionship till the urge to get horizontal struck us all
loaded up and headed back down river
i manned the bimini topped rubber sticks and the etheopian cat rowed my pops n family friend into fish
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