Let's go fishing!

Took my taxes downtown to the tax-man and gleefully escaped to the river with SiBonz. It's a gorgeous morning with a breeze that keeps us all in our down puffs until the warm afternoon. I think it's really Springtime in the Rockies, at last. Nights are still too cold to trust loading up the Haute Flasche's water tanks and taking off for a mountain stream; so we still practice the ancient art of anticipation.