Hey gang. Been out for a bit, life seems to have its rhythms. I poured into fly fishing pretty heavily as it reminds me a lot of traditional bowhunting. There was a lot to learn (just to get started) and that absorbed my resources; both time and money. But I got it fairly well sorted at the entry level at least, and now I'm able to evenly split my two favorite obsessions (outside of the Bible). Picking my Wesley Special off the bow rack was like shaking hands with an old friend, and slipping into the back quiver was like I'd never slipped it off. As if to confirm my sentiment, the first 3 douglas fir's slinked into the vital organs painted on my faded target bag.
The Gang seems to have stayed busy in my absence, (I popped in to snoop a few times, but no heavy lifting through the pages). I was sorry to hear about Izzy, his name was immediately recognizable and through the pages here and elsewhere on the internet I pieced the tragedy together. Sad is an understatement, I suppose there's just mysteries to this life.
Many of the familiar stickies are gone too! But more importantly, my beloved HH Bug threads have gone missing.