A few raindrops roll slowly down my office window. It’s grey outside and a little windy. On the walk in the air had a different feel; a different smell. Brightly colored wet leaves are beginning to cover the sidewalk. Fall is upon us and I couldn’t be happier.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Spring and Summer in Michigan. They’re beautiful. Fresh. New. Warm. Often humid. Busy days are spent by the lakes or in the river and evenings spent chasing the light from the sky, squeezing in every last moment.
But there’s just something about Fall. The humidity dissolves and the skies are bluer; more true. The trees put on their Sunday best for one final show. The salmon are running, with the steelhead close behind, the deer are chasing, the birds are migrating, the Lions are losing and cider and donuts are winning. Pull on a sweatshirt and sit around a campfire or pour a bourbon and grab a good book. Walk the dog on that quiet trail in the woods. It’s my favorite season.
Lives are often compared to seasons and it’s understandable. Nobody knows how many days they have, to be sure, but by my count I’m entering the Fall of my life. The point was driven home pretty clearly last week as I visited my oldest son out in Bozeman. College. And my younger son is driving. They are just coming into the summers of their lives. Those long carefree days meant for exploration and adventure. It’s an exciting time and I love watching them navigate through it.
But for me it’s Fall. There’s plenty of adventure to be had, the season is made for it, but the days are a little shorter and the pace a little slower. I savor every moment a little more and notice small things I missed in my hurry through Spring and Summer. Sometimes I smile at a memory from the season past, but mostly I just soak it in because I know winter is just around the corner.
This is my time. My favorite time.
Not long after this shot by @kyle_allen7 we made our way across a fairly quick and slippery stretch out to a small island in the river to fish a promising run on the other side. I moved further upstream to explore and lost my best fish of the trip, a large colored up rainbow, at the net. I was determined to keep working the run, knowing it held good fish. I was so focused on the fishing that didn’t realize that the others had gotten out and were waiting on shore due to approaching weather. As I made my way slowly back across, the thunder started and as soon as I hit the shoreline the sky opened up. Good memories from Montana. #flyfishing#flyfishingjunkie#flyfishingnation#flyfishingaddict#madisonriver#trout#catchandrelease
While we didn’t find the buck-nasty Browns we were chasing, we were able to bring a lot of good fish to hand over 4 days. Bows, Browns, Cutbows and even a Whitefish. More importantly I got to spend time with my oldest in his new environment in Montana. While it had only been 5 weeks since we dropped him off, it felt longer and I am grateful for our time together. #flyfishing#fatherandson#trout#flyfishingaddict#flyfishingjunkie#flyfishingnation
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Packing started for some exciting trips coming up. Can't wait to catch up with my friend @coloradobackcountryadventures for some work with @geoffshirleyphotographer and @merrell in Buena Vista next week (and of course some fishing). And then really excited to travel to Bozeman (Ennis actually) for 5 days of fishing the Upper Madison for fall Browns with my oldest son @kyle_allen7 and @drdalrymple0220 and his son (plus some other buddies I'm sure) from @montanastateuniversity #mountains#hiking#camping#flyfishing#browntrout#catchandrelease#choosemountains#outside_project#ventureout