For the past several weeks, I (we) have been immersed in the world of competitve youth soccer and although this means less angling, so be it. I would never think twice nor regret watching the both of them grow and develop into a sport I grew up playing. They are by far playing several years ahead of what I was accomplishing at this age. The level of coaching alone they are receiving pales in comparison to the small mortgage payments we invested in them.
All this has kept me away from some of my favorite hatches. The calendar for the rest of this month and July show very few holes for fishing. The rivers may just have to wait. I did sneak in an ill-timed trip to some local waters but that will be a new set of details to share.