It’s raining today. A lot. It’s not the dry rain, the annoying rain or even regular rain – more a monsoon with the drops half as big, but the gaps between twice as small. It’s the type of rain that makes clouds look at water resistant and say, “this cheap dude could have spent another $40, let’s make him pay.” I went fishing because I could, even though I knew that the wet would creep down the sleeve of my cotton hooded sweatshirt under my rain jacket, I wanted to defy the weather. The trail flooded, and I slopped happily through.
Other than ducking under a log, coming up too early and pushing my skull down into my spine, it was a beautiful day to be on the water.