I just got home from my Grandfather's 83rd birthday dinner party. 83 years, it is something I cannot even fathom for all the years my Grandfather has lived and what he has seen, felt, and done. There isn't a man I know who works as hard or has as much drive as he does apart from my father. I hope their outlook on life and how they live it rubs off on me. I admire them both so much. In any case I had a really good time with the family and while talking and listening to them I felt how much love there is in our family. I am so fortunate, and I know I tend to overlook that and take it for granted, but tonight I was reminded by looking at their faces and hearing their voices and that I am fortunate to be a part of this wonderful family.
Grandpa
While sitting at dinner, I looked and listened to my father, and despite the fact that we are different people, I felt a likeness to him. A likeness in the intensity and passion for our respective hobbies since we had discussed fly fishing and sailing during the course of our dinner discussions. My father is a hard core sailor and has many other talents and has devoted much of his life in the pursuit of his sport in the racing circuit and some pretty hairy voyages across the Atlantic. He is also someone who has designed and built his own boats which I think is the pinnacle of any pursuit in that you conceive a design in your mind ,build it with your own 2 hands, and then use it. I am a rabid fly fisherman. There is nothing I would rather do than chase fish with a fly rod anywhere, anytime, any weather condition. I haven't got to his level or commitment but I know I will. In a sense I feel were both extremely driven in our passions, maybe that's the wrong way of putting it but thats the way I will word it for now. With that said, it was just damn good to see him and hear him. So if you read this Dad, I love you man.
Myself and Dad in RI at his house.
I am rambling and my ADD has shifted back to a possible trip to the Farmington river next week after having received a PM from a good friend of mine. Already I am reaching for my gear bag and plastic bin full of equipment, a half dozen fly rods and thinking of flies, tippet lengths, size, water temps, flow rate, weather and all the other variables that go into a successful trip. I hope you enjoyed tonight's rant. Cheers.
While sitting at dinner, I looked and listened to my father, and despite the fact that we are different people, I felt a likeness to him. A likeness in the intensity and passion for our respective hobbies since we had discussed fly fishing and sailing during the course of our dinner discussions. My father is a hard core sailor and has many other talents and has devoted much of his life in the pursuit of his sport in the racing circuit and some pretty hairy voyages across the Atlantic. He is also someone who has designed and built his own boats which I think is the pinnacle of any pursuit in that you conceive a design in your mind ,build it with your own 2 hands, and then use it. I am a rabid fly fisherman. There is nothing I would rather do than chase fish with a fly rod anywhere, anytime, any weather condition. I haven't got to his level or commitment but I know I will. In a sense I feel were both extremely driven in our passions, maybe that's the wrong way of putting it but thats the way I will word it for now. With that said, it was just damn good to see him and hear him. So if you read this Dad, I love you man.
I am rambling and my ADD has shifted back to a possible trip to the Farmington river next week after having received a PM from a good friend of mine. Already I am reaching for my gear bag and plastic bin full of equipment, a half dozen fly rods and thinking of flies, tippet lengths, size, water temps, flow rate, weather and all the other variables that go into a successful trip. I hope you enjoyed tonight's rant. Cheers.
an attitude of gratitude is an awesome place to be - CB
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