First off, I'd just like to apologize to my half dozen or so regular readers for the lack of material. A series of events out of my control brought my fishing season to an abrupt end early in October. This big brown trout was the last fish I caught. That day was also the last day that I woke up in my home with my wife and daughter. Having just spent all of our money on a car, with not much more than a handful of change to my name, she told me she wanted me out. I feel like I exhausted myself trying to make it work, and I'm sure she would say she did too.
It's been almost three months now. I'm still basically homeless, but I have friends that have been more gracious than I could ever imagine. I'd like to thank all the old and new friends who have offered a place to stay, home cooked meals, warm coffee, cold beer, Christmas dinner, and just someone to talk to and a shoulder to cry on.
It's been rough, especially Thanksgiving. I've probably relied on alcohol a little too much here and there, but I think that's almost expected. I'm doing ok, a little better every day.
I plan on keeping up the blog. It will be much easier when I get a place to call my own and a computer. I'm not sure how long it will be before I post again, but I promise I'll be back.