Kind of slowing down

Dloy said:
I’m pretty sure that was my beer Jim, if it was cold and yellow. But that’s ok, I forgot where I stashed it right after I peed in one bottle. Bon Appetite Pal.
My fishing is waning too. But my golf is improving to the mediocre stage, so I expect my debut on the Senior Tour any day between now and death. Boating (something my landlubber bride has really taken to) is becoming a mainstay again. Convenient since I grew up and worked on the water years back, and now have collected a few from 9’ to 40’. I’m great at buying boats but not so good at selling, maybe a couple. I pretend I’m doing this for Liz, but really, water work (navigation, seamanship) has always been a passion for me, and one of the few things I’m good at. That’s likely to take up our “together” time for the next few years.
Really, I’m a lucky guy. Liz is a smart lady and while we’re very different personalities, it works. Not sure what she sees in this misfit but I’ll ride the wave long as I can.
Out.
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Tough luck. They were Cans. I wouldn't drink a beer out a glass bottle in the woods. You might drop it and it might shatter. You really can't find broken glass in the middle of the night in the woods. My stealing that beer happened about 20 years ago or so.
 
The stealing of beer has no term limits Jim, but hey, you could get lucky as the new “Slender Guy” to Ivanka. I know Jared Kushner and he’s no Jim Swan!!! You are miles apart on a little thing caked integrity.
 
Old Man said:
Since I'm really fucked up, I've been thinking of just shutting down my fishing at this point in time. I honestly don't even feel like getting out anymore. I think my get up and go, got up without me and left. I half way just thinking of bagging it all.(n)
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I hope you feel differently when the weather warms up again. Hanging out by a crystal clear trout stream on a nice summer day is a wonderful thing, fishing or not.
 
PhilR said:
Had hiked a ways up from the mouth of the Deschutes with a buddy, after steelhead. He tells me to start in the bucket, while he starts in the frog water above. Next thing I know, he's hollering something, opening a river beer that bumped into him. Then he's hollering because he hooked up with a fish. Beer in one hand, rod in the other.
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Forget the PBR, good craft amber and Scotch ales come in cans now.
 
Old Man said:
Since I'm really fucked up, I've been thinking of just shutting down my fishing at this point in time. I honestly don't even feel like getting out anymore. I think my get up and go, got up without me and left. I half way just thinking of bagging it all.(n)
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Cold-wet winters here are tough on Mrs Brian too. I sure hope you feel better when it warms up.
 
Brian Miller said:
Cold-wet winters here are tough on Mrs Brian too. I sure hope you feel better when it warms up.
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I'm not sick. I just get down in the dumps every once in a while. When the weather gets kind of nice I think that things are getting better. I don't mind the cold, it's the damn snow that gets me down. When I lived in Dillon, it was flat land all around I could get around and go fish in the winter tome. To go fishing here in Butte. I have to go up and over a pass to get to a place to wet a line. My pickup is two wheel drive on the back wheels.. It really sucks in snow going up a hill. I found out a few years ago when I got stuck on the flat land with about a inch of snow on the ground. So I don't venture out when it snows.
 
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