My latest trip to Big Sky Country was the most rewarding so far because I was able to see how far I've come as a fly fisher over the past couple seasons. I'm much more independent than I was two years ago, and I'm more confident in choosing my flies and my water. I can now get my fly where it needs to go.
And I catch more trout.
Though there may be some big changes coming to my life over the next couple years, I hope to keep fly fishing as one of my central pillars of happiness. It fills a void that had begun to develop in my late-twenties when old hobbies and friendships started to wane.
In the end, I fly fish for the challenges it presents.
I fly fish for the beauty that surrounds it.
I fly fish for the friendships it creates.
I fly fish for the connection to nature it encourages.
I fly fish for the way it silences everything but the rushing water and the line through the air.