Well I just arrived back at home in beautiful Northern California after a detour in my life to florida (I wanted to get away from the BS and old memories “ex-gf”) so I moved to florida for five months. I went to go scope out the north fork of the american river and it brought back memories some good, some bad.

It seems like the world has changed for me but everything in nature still remains the same. A new start for me to say the least, still trying to cope from what I have lost but not forgotten is becoming a task of restraint to keep myself on track and not let others who have meant the most to me in the past consume my thoughts of what life is about. Fly Fishing!