Found the missing Hat and few new Friends ~
With Marc Payne from A Perfect Drift
I’ve been back for almost 2 weeks from my trip to Yellowstone and I’m still struggling to wrap up everything I experienced, participated and witnessed for the written word.
At this point I’d say I left my heart (once again) back in Yellowstone and I’m at odds with myself over being home. In the last hours before I made myself leave, I was entertaining visions of taking off into the back country on foot never to be seen again.
Being known as the crazy lady who can occasionally be glimpsed walking a ridge in Yellowstone has a certain appeal I can’t shake off.
I might have done it, disappeared into the wilds of Yellowstone, but Steve of Sipping Emergers – also known by me that entire week as ‘He who has the bear spray is my new best friend’ – was leaving as well. With his bear spray.
The group of people I had the privilege of hanging out with for the week were amazing. It took less than an hour the first night to comfortably kick back in the knowing that I was with ‘my kind of folks’ and feel excited to see what the week would bring.
The week flew by with fly fishing, fish conservation, fish killing, a bear encounter, learning, exploring and a constant stream of laughter.
I’ll get to writing about it all.
As soon as I get visions of being an elusive Yellowstone hermit out of my mind.