My mother-in-law has been ailing for a while, and my wife's been down in San Diego with her since early this month. I got the call this morning that she passed away around breakfast time. Even though she hasn't really been coherent and she's been pretty drugged up, it seems she held on just long enough for her kids and local grandkids to see her for the holiday, then she rested. I've told her before, and I'll always be thankful she gave me my wife. Now she's with her husband.
After a morning of phone calls and endless tears I took a break and headed out with my new rod. I really like 2' 20#, 2' 15#, 2' 12#, 2' 0x sighter, ring, 2' 1x, 2' 2x, 2'3x.
I could work close and/or cast the euro line 40' with no problem on my favorite piece of river.
I got some little players right of the bat.
Then I think mom was with me. I hooked maybe the best fish of the season. I thought I snagged bottom as I didn't feel a take, my indicator just stopped and I lifted the tip. Moving the tip upstream I gave another little tug and at that point the reel starts screaming and the fish is at the top of the run doing acrobatics. After a tailwalk it headed downstream, then decided to try and bulldog me into the roots on the far side. The rod had plenty of backbone to bring it out, and when finally tired I was able to net it and remove the stone fly.
Like I said, bittersweet. Thanks Mom, love you.
After a morning of phone calls and endless tears I took a break and headed out with my new rod. I really like 2' 20#, 2' 15#, 2' 12#, 2' 0x sighter, ring, 2' 1x, 2' 2x, 2'3x.

I could work close and/or cast the euro line 40' with no problem on my favorite piece of river.

I got some little players right of the bat.

Then I think mom was with me. I hooked maybe the best fish of the season. I thought I snagged bottom as I didn't feel a take, my indicator just stopped and I lifted the tip. Moving the tip upstream I gave another little tug and at that point the reel starts screaming and the fish is at the top of the run doing acrobatics. After a tailwalk it headed downstream, then decided to try and bulldog me into the roots on the far side. The rod had plenty of backbone to bring it out, and when finally tired I was able to net it and remove the stone fly.

Like I said, bittersweet. Thanks Mom, love you.
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