as I got bumped from a boat this morning, I was delighted. I have been aching to get a day off to rest my sorry bones. but when I drove down the river and past all the rapids and rocks I know by name, I wanted to desperately be on the river. I wanted to guide. it’s like an addiction of sorts. I opted for storm castle hike. it was lovely.

I’ve figured out how to get people to work hard for me. I’ve found a way to guide better. I know every hole. I know every move. at the end of the day we can talk about our exact line and call every rock by it’s name. I love knowing the river so well. it’s like my little home stream. it’s taught me a lot. an amazing amount about the river and how to read water. to be able to anticipate what the current will do to you. I love every minute of it. my tribe.

I saw a bear yesterday on jack creek and I hit a crow in mid flight this morning. america!