This past summer I was fortunate enough to get a drift boat. If you have never fished from one before, it’s a whole new addiction. Just seeing the river standing on a boat is incredible. Rowing the boat down the river and putting your friends into fish is just as good as hooking into the fish yourself. These are the highlights of my summer in photographs.
The world is a wonderful place and this is some kind of life.
This spring I’ve been incredibly fortunate to do quite a bit of traveling in a short time. It all started towards the end of April when my girlfriend I met up with my brother and some of his friends for a double birthday and fishing extravaganza in Florida. See my brothers blog for his tales of the trip to Sanibel Island. I had never done any Saltwater fly fishing prior to this journey so I didn’t really know what to expect…it was unbelievable. Every fish we pulled out, I had no idea what it was, but they put up a hell of a fight.
The flies we used were way less intricate then some of the trout flies that I normally tie, but all you really needed down there was the schwminnow and a glass fish. Our first day Jourdan ripped the most fish out of the Gulf and I struggled a bit to read the water. What I learned was there is a lot of waiting for the birds and tides during the day time or just hire a guide and they will take you to where the fishing is on fire.
Once Jourdan and I arrived back in Salt Lake I had the opportunity to drive the delivery van for the ski shop back to Colorado for the summer. I brought my fishing and snowboard gear along for the ride. The snowboarding did not work out, but the fishing did.
Fishing in Colorado is way different than fishing in Utah. Stream access is not nearly as good. There are some assholes in Utah trying to ruin our stream access, but that’s a whole different story. I stopped by Taylor Creek Flies for some advice before hitting the stream.
After some nymphing and some midge dry fly action I had to pack up and continue on Frisco.
The next morning I woke up and dressed to go snowboarding up at Arapahoe Basin. However, my pass that was lined up for me fell through so I had to fall back on my back up play to do some more fishing before catching my ride to Denver International to get back to Salt Lake.
Once home, Ted and I went to some more familiar territory for me.
As winter turns to spring and the weather begins to warm, I again find myself reminiscing of the days, months, and years that have gone by since I originally made the move west. I could have never done any of this without the never-ending support and comfort from my family back in Jersey and the constant love and affection from my wonderful girlfriend who allows me to pursue my dreams and passions even if they aren’t always hers.
This is what I have been up to lately.
Thank you to all that have helped me out along the way and everyone that took part in the fishing and boarding with me. It’s been fun living this dream so far.
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