It’s been a crazy spring break for the past 8 days. No, I was not down in Cancun or Miami, but a different kind of crazy. Crazy in the sense of driving over 1000 miles, fishing 4 different bodies of water, and living off of minimum food for the past week. I managed to fish everyday but today (should probably study now) with a bunch of good friends and family. Last friday my brother and Dad flew out for the weekend to fish. The skwala hatch was going on pretty strong then and we got into some nice fish on dries. Even better for them, there is still over a foot of snow at home, so it was a dream for them to be able to fish in 50-60 degree weather.
One of the drawbacks about living out in Montana is not being able to fish with my Dad or Cole that often. My Dad taught Cole and I how to fish at a very young age, and some of my best childhood memories are fishing with them, whether just below our house on the St. Croix river, or the family trips we took out west.
It was a great weekend to have my brother and Dad come out west to fish. They had to fly out sunday afternoon, but there was lots more spring break left. Spring Break Part 2 coming soon.