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| I’d fish the Blackfoot River with one arm if necessary. Photo/guide credit: KynsLee Scott |
“This child is getting old...”
Friday, August 9, 2019
Flyfishing Season is Over
Flyfishing season is over.
Shoulder pain has been an unwelcome and persistent companion since early 2019. I’ve been gritting my teeth and casting anyway. The Blackfoot and Firehole Rivers were worth the piper’s fare. But now I think it’s time to grow up. 10 weeks of physical therapy. Oral steroids. A cortisone injection deep into the joint. After all that, a CT scan last week reveals I have at least three kinds of tissue damage and mild arthritis. At least I know there’s a reason. A good surgeon can fix Humpty Dumpty, right? Insert hope here. Maybe some WD-40 liniment and strategically placed duct tape?
“This child is getting old...”
“This child is getting old...”
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Yes, fly fishing season is over. Seasons come and go. My fly fishing season is forever over, for all intents and purposes. The season of employment has passed. Parkinson's season has been open since 2008.
ReplyDeleteI can no longer fly fish unless someone goes with me. When my butt is on the ground more than my fly is floating, so I am home. I am home most of the time now. No fishing and no work. Regardless, life is good.
Be strong my friend.
VTY
The Pathfinder
(FF small streams on the West slope of the Central Sierra.)