For the past couple years I have been recording my adventures in the outdoors on a small calendar. One of the great joys I have is looking back at these notes and remembering the time spent outdoors. I created this blog as a place to share my experiences with other people who have the same passions as I do. Since I was young I have been drawn to the great outdoors. Looking back on my childhood, I remember camping and fishing with my family. 
My obsession comes in the form of fishing. Those of you who know me well, know that fishing is not something I do, it is who I am. What makes me enjoy this activity so much? That is not a simple question for me to answer. It may be the beautiful places it takes me to. It might be the excuse it gives me to spend time with family and friends. Maybe it is the ever changing challenge of trying to understand something that can never be fully understood. Most likely, it is the quality time spent in nature with great people. 
Whatever the reason, my obsession runs deep. As my lovely wife, Carolynne, can attest fishing is never far from my thoughts. If I am not on the water then I am thinking about when I will be. Fishing has become the reason to watch the weather. Directions to places revolve around scouting water for future trips. Trips to the store must include a brief stop at tackle shops. Vacations revolve around angling opportunities. Our house consists of: rooms full of rods, reels, and tackle; shelves full of books, magazines, and catalogs; collections of vintage tackle on nearly every wall: a "fish room" filled with mounts and pictures, and boats that if they could fit in the house would have their own room. Carolynne, despite her best efforts, has even begun to transform into quite a fisherwoman herself. She says she goes fishing to spend time with me and enjoy the nice weather on the boat, but her competitive nature has forced her to want to become better and learn more. I have to admit that she's getting very good (at doing what I say) and has caught many quality fish of her own.
Once again, welcome. I hope to record our experiences on a regular basis, and I hope others do the same. Good fishing! 
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Surprise, surprise. I thought that Scott was vacuuming downstairs. Instead, I found him creating a blog on whatelse but fishing! Scott failed to mention that he doesn't pressure me to go fishing as often anymore since I keep outfishing him before he even gets himself set up.
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