Rick I can not hang up the climbing shoes.
Even if I cant climb 5.9.....
Fritz did it till the end.... went out in style.
Rick I grew up fishing the waters where you now live with my grandfather, Walter Herbst, would snatch me, his first grandson and my cousin Gordon out of school to go to opening day at Crowley for two weeks.
Short and I have had a few weekends of fun up your way. Cottonwood was a fun creek. The golden trout are stunning.
Short is a 5.13 fishing dude. Ever been to crooked creek? Just down from your house. The fish are really spooked, a false cast sends em running.
Anyway, Jan gets up to about 20 feet from the bank and drops a hopper into this three foot wide stream.......BAM this 14 inch Brown is on.
Jan got about 30 fish, I got 3 but it was fun because each one was hunted down and it has been hard for me to learn to do that.
We went to Bishop creek, up around Cardinal Mine, and got dinner. Jan saved the day with four really nice fish.
We had a nice meal at Horton creek, I love to eat trout.
But I will never quit climbing.
I was going to say something about Bob Shiller , but I wont.....
talking about fishing has a calming effect on me....
the same with climbing, pulling down really hard for no good reason sort of "restarts" the drive.
The ORG is nice right now, I will call ya.
GK