Into The Wind

As we headed East on Friday the strong winds made driving difficult and made me question our sanity for attempting to fish in the midst of a warm winter storm. 

While tying flies that evening the 30+ mph winds made the trees outside of the trailer roar like a jet engine. At least we had shelter, whiskey and dreams of blue skies and eager trout. 

Sometimes you have to do just that – dream – ignore the forecast and put your head down into the wind.  Because once you get to your place, you can then live that dream. 





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About Timmy Crawford

I reside in lovely Bend, Oregon with my wife and two girls, and of course the requisite two mutts. By day I am an Automattician, and by night and on the weekends... I keep it real.