Growing older doesn’t necessarily mean “growing up”. As I get older, which is a good thing by the way, especially when compared with the alternative, I thought I would settle down, relax and not be bothered by the anticipation I so sorely felt before trips when I was younger. FAT CHANCE!!!!!
Before leaving for Mexico last month I was beside myself with excitement. And I wasn’t disappointed a bit with anything on the trip. The camaraderie, accommodations, guides, equipment, fishing and everything else was excellent. Although the accommodations were Spartan when compared with four star luxury places, the beds slept good and we were comfortable, at least I was. It is probably the best fishing trip I have experienced in quite some time.
Now, I’m packed and ready to leave for Colorado for a cow elk and mule deer hunt near Steamboat Springs. I will be staying on a ranch that has access to the Yampa River so I may sample that, weather and time allowing. There are also small lakes on the ranch that contain trout, so…..
The last few nights I have been tossing and turning, unable to relax as thoughts of what the next two weeks will bring. What did I forget (I made a list but I ALWAYS forget to put something on it)? What is the weather going to do? The harvesting of the game is secondary although the meat is very important to me, and also to those who share the meals I cook on fishing trips. Again, the company, the scenery, excitement of stalking, and the memories that are generated outlast any negative aspects of the trip.
Dang, I can’t hardly wait to get on the road. Anyone else here in the same state of mind when they are preparing for an outing, no matter how short, long, or complicated? I sure hope so, because when I stop being excited is when I’ll just stay home and vegetate. I don’t really think that is going to happen until I get way-y-y-y older. Ed K, you are my hero!!!!
