Fishing partner booty call?

You ever find yourself doing this?
I've found a quality fishing partner harder to find and qualify than quality romantic partners.
I have fewer and fewer fishing/snowboarding/etc booty calls any more. But it's mostly because once you get deep into being a grown-ass married parent, it's virtually impossible to have your scant free time work out with another adult. Trying to make that happen last minute because the fish have hit the river or there's 10" of new snow in the hills....good fucking luck. And god forbid you try to find a time when both you and another parent can get a hall pass, especially when your kids are young.

So I fish alone a lot of the time.
 
I have fewer and fewer fishing/snowboarding/etc booty calls any more. But it's mostly because once you get deep into being a grown-ass married parent, it's virtually impossible to have your scant free time work out with anyone else. Trying to make that happen last minute because the fish have hit the river or there's 10" of new snow in the hills....good fucking luck. And god forbid you try to find a time when both you and another parents can get a hall pass, especially when your kids are young.

So I fish alone a lot of the time.
🎵I fish alone, yeeaahhyah with nobody else. Yah you know when I fish alone, I prefer to be myself🎵
 
I lived on an island in southeast Alaska with lots of beautiful native trout and steelhead. Every year, a friend who spotted herring for a living would fly his plane (on floats!) back to Washington after his season wrapped up in early May in Togiak.

I followed the herring season, so I'd be expecting the (booty?) call which would always be pretty short and go something like this: "Hey Pescaphile, I'm in Seward on my way back south. Is your couch still available for tomorrow night?" I'd reply in the affirmative of course because I knew his next line would be "Are you up for flying out to *redacted* for some trout and steelhead?"

He had the plane, so I'm not sure that I was a booty call. I always looked at it like the booty was coming to me.
 
Wife turned me down.

But then yesterday I got booty called from an old friend I haven't talked to in a while. He was looking for a third to rally down our local canyon/whitewater stretch. Hell yeah.

I haven't been on this stretch in several years but it is special and stoked to get the invite.
 
#bootycall

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