There is a story here, and I plan to tell it. But for now, I want to say blogging may be light this week as I am heading from D.C. up to New York state and the Delaware River to fish with some of the best fly fishermen anywhere. Real gentlemen sportmen.
How I got to know them, and was influenced by their politics and values---which were much like my father's which I had walked away from years earlier---over the course of a number of wonderful fishing trips into the wilderness for two decades, is a story I hope to share.
Meanwhile, I'm on my way to join a rag tag group of conservative fishermen for the spring Hendrickson hatch up on the Delaware.