I never understood when people would describe a period of their life that would seemingly vanish. I think I understand now.
When I’m not planning a wedding or working I’m busy trying to at least go fishing in 2013. 2012 was a record year of non-fishing for me, and I don’t ever wish to repeat that. New Mexico in February and Wyoming in March seems like a good start.
Just a few things I’ve been working on to get ready.
Yeah, all them pretty little ties don’t mean shit when they dry. Get it, son.