Whenever a Birthday comes along I find myself faced with the same questions. And no, the questions aren’t pondering the meaning of life as the time clock ticks another one off on me.
I’m saving the meaning of life questions for a more pressing time, like if I find myself drowning after taking a step too far into a river. Less time for regrets that way…
The birthday questions come from others and they usually fall along the lines of — what do you want and what do you want to do — and I’ll shrug my shoulders and vaguely say, “Surprise Me.”
Doing that leaves a lot of things up to chance, but I have to say, this year the family did good. Really good. First off, I got a new fly rod. A 12 wt fly rod that should eliminate my recent fears of fly rod snap when pursuing big salmon. With this birthday present I feel like I’ve upgraded from a willow stick to a tire iron.
In other words, bring it on salmon…I’ll no longer be snapping off on purpose to save a fly rod. (Anyone have some reel suggestions?)
~ Thank You Family ~
A birthday spent fly fishing (with family approval)…does it get much better than that?
My first fish was a dinky little rainbow trout, not exactly the Birthday Brown I was hoping for, but I had a picture taken anyway, just in case that was my big catch.
The day went exactly as I had hoped (and I imagine my family hoped) — I caught fish. Big fish, little fish, birthday fish.
I never fell into the water and was forced to ponder the meaning of life. I always consider that a bonus to a day of fishing.
All in all…a great day even if it means I now have to be another year older.