living vicariously

because it's all we can do these daze...

sunday morning I had to back out of a fishing trip

potentially  apparently a great one

health issues and my wife's birthday forced my hand

and I stayed home maintaining the D. T.  I.

(domestic tranquility index)

for possible future trips

so anyways

we ganked a few pics from the website what doesn't exist...

 the backyard

I love this place

 beautiful brown

lovely rainbow and bamboo

fuck me - there goes the neighborhood

I usually pitch my tent where that table and fire ring now are

they call this "improvement?"

I cannot even tell ya how these pics make me feel...

homesick?

optimistic?

hopeful?

nostalgic?

stoked?

all of the above and more...

much thanks apologies and photo credits to my good great friend, jeepster

aka s. rath - sorry amigo

"you are now in..."

gin clear and skinny

view from camp

indeed

next up

blue line fever courtesy of google earth

holidaze

yep you guessed it

ye olde rod shoppe that wrocks is closed until further notice

bitchin' bentrod shots to follow

stay tuned

we just like this pic

dirty blonde bitch in for repairs quite a while back

modified original pic and got this

rod is back in action

verified

wherein we introduce the birdie girl

over there at the website that doesn't exist we have the hijack girl who truth be told look kinda skanky to me.  her counterpart - the birdie girl or fuck you chick.  yummo.

smokey the bear

this isn't the bear I grew up knowing

he supervised the apres fish shit talking beer jrinkin'  and smokin' yesterday

lucky me

in action yesterday  and drying out today

countdown

chueco and the dirty blonde bitch back in action soon

with the colorado cane posse

can't come soon enough

yer welcome if you know where and when

repair

nods to old dead guys

presented in black and white

blonde bitch needs repair