My brother Jordan and I went backpacking last weekend in the Ventana Wilderness, near Big Sur, California.
There’s an amazing moment on a camping trip, usually on the third day, when you become totally okay with living out of a backpack. The skills that you’ve acquired in your regular life are meaningless; what is important is how strong the instant coffee is, and how the trout are biting this morning. You forget about the ticks, fatigue, and no-toilet-paper, and notice the butterflies.
glad to see you are being productive with your time forrest. keep up the good work.
“Here’s a little tip that I would like to relate:
Many fish bites if you got good bait”