Just yesterday afternoon as it warmed up to 49 here in Heber Utah, I felt spring coming on, just for a moment. There was a smell in the air like winter is almost over. As soon as I get that spring fever I get excited for Fly Fishing! Ever since I took it up a few years back, it has become one of my most favorite hobbies...past time. Mark doesn't fish, so it's just me and the river. Fortunately, we live 3 minutes from one of the top ten trout fly fishing rivers in the USA.
I was going through my gear, organizing my vest, checking out my new flies. My kids always get excited and intrigued with my fly fishing stuff, Thomas especially. He is going to be my partner in coming years. He has the "bug" for it. They all took turns wearing my heavy loaded vest yesterday playing "fishing man". This morning Lydia wanted me to go through all my flies again in my fly box. So I explained them all as she gently held them and petted them. I then left her at the table with my fly box and did the dishes. Ten minutes later she stands up and says, "You're a cool Mom, Mom". My heart melted. I turned off the water and gave her the biggest hug, It's sad, but somehow a compliment coming from your three years old almost means more to me than any other. Maybe it's because kids are bluntly honest. She has no idea how she made my morning that much brighter. Maybe Lydia will take to fly fishing too someday and come with me when she is older. I sure hope so.
Like I have always said, there is something about being out on a river, hearing the water rush by you as you stand firm in the middle waste high, no modern convinces to distract you, no conversation needed. Just you and the rocky mountain river. So peaceful.
It doesn't matter whether I hook anything or not that day, for me its about escaping from the world for a small period of time.
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