Saturday, May 21, 2016
Entering my fourth year as a hobby guide, i got to return to (what I think I'll be dubbing "the fun desk" for the summer) the center of my boat and run a few guide trips this past weekend. I realize my fishing and guiding is becoming more cliche by the minute, and to say "I just enjoy being out there" and "wow, where has the time gone" couldn't be more accurate. Even though it's only sometimes these days, the familiar acts of cleaning the boat and rigging rods and connecting with friends at fly shops is all very comforting, especially after a winter that wouldn't stop.
Of all the things I miss about guiding every day of course sitting in my boat instead of an office is high on the list, but much more than that is getting to spend time with my friends I guided. Throughout the season there were so many groups that I looked forward to seeing, catching up on life back home, and catching some fish. Watching anglers improve every year, and reminiscing about how things started made up a good portion of my summer. When i was still guiding full time I started every season with my friends Larry and Betsy, on the Big Hole. Some starts were better than others (reference: leaving my gear bag at home) but it was always a ton of fun and always the start of trout season. As luck would have it I was able to float with them to start of season 14, and although fishing was very average, it felt great to be on familiar water continuing our relationship that was built in a drift boat.