I always find the end of a year to be bittersweet. I am excited for what’s to come next but also can’t help thinking back to what I accomplished this past year, all the memories we’ve created, the fish I caught and lost. A year end means time for recollection, for reevaluating, for remembering – at least that’s how I have always viewed it. There is no question that as you get older time seems to slip by faster, I am sure that comment will make a few of you laugh because I am still “so young.” Despite being the great age of 26 I find that as each day goes by I have a desire to challenge myself more and achieve more in my life. That could be in regards to my personal life or my fly fishing life, tho neither are that far apart from each other.
2013 was no question one of my best “fishy” years, though it had it’s frustrations. I am so lucky to be in a relationship with someone who is equally obsessed with spending time on the water, being with Brendan for these past 5 years has no doubt broadened my perspective on life and made me a better person. He is the one person who is there for it all, for all my good moments and bad ones. For that very large bonefish opportunity I screwed up so well this year to helping our friend Ryan double net my biggest pike to date. Luckily I also get to witness similar experiences with him on the river, and it has taught us both a lot about each other.
I have a lot of favorite moments from 2013, moments where I can recall the exact sequence of events. Despite the fish we have caught or the places we have been this year, I would really have to say one of my favorite times from 2013 was on a weekend in late August. Brendan, Vichy, Rico and I had just finished a long day of hiking our favorite mountain rivers – catching cutthroat trout on big chunky hoppers. We were navigating what felt like new water after the river was forever changed by the devastating Southern Alberta floods in June, finding new holes and riffles. After a successful day on the water we had returned to our camp at what used to be a very popular campground. As the sun set and we built a fire we began to notice that we were the only people in the entire campground. We sat around the fire and made a huge feast for the 3 of us while Rico attempted to beg for leftovers, surrounded by complete silence and the sparkling night sky. There was no moon and the blackness around us was surreal. I am not sure why that weekend is so memorable for me, there was just something about that night – sitting around the warmth of a fire with 2 of my best friends after a great day of fishing. Those summer nights are something I live for, something I am so thankful I get to experience, something that I owe to fly fishing.
We have set big goals for ourselves in the next year and have already planned out some new trips to add under our belt. I can’t wait to continue this next chapter and I am glad I continually get to experience this life with so many wonderful people. I truly am lucky.
Now it’s time to finish wrapping up gifts and start getting ready for some quality time with my closest friends and family. I wish you all a very Happy Holiday and the best in 2014, thank you for your continued support and for reading my blog, I can’t begin to tell you how much I appreciate it.