Muscles were strained, dehydration was experienced, and yes, trout were caught — all after the stream we wanted to fish remained just out of reach, courtesy a couple snow drifts.

More after I discharge my Mom Day duties (Little M and I are taking a recon trip up a canyon and leaving the L&T [my Lovely & Talented to newer readers] to her massage).

Older Bro, precarious

I was ready, but the bastard wouldn't fall in.

See you doing dad things, Tom Chandler.

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day!