And we're back...

I've been informed by a few of my loyal readers...wait, let's start over...

I've been informed by my few loyal readers that I haven't been updating as often as they'd like. So I'll try to do at least one entry per day Monday through Friday. But the weekends I'm busy learning How to Fight Loneliness. Fishing seems to work.

Speaking of which, I went camping this weekend about an hour out of town on Silver Creek, which was incredible. I only caught two fish the whole weekend, but part of that was the weather's fault, and the other part was the fish's fault. The trout in Silver Creek were huge, but very smart and would see you coming a good 30 to 40 feet before you got there. It's not like Rock Creek near Missoula. Montana has dumb fish.

Anyway, the two fish I caught were 16 and 14 inches, which is pretty good for stream trout. They were pretty wild catches, too, jumping out of the water and fighting hard. Good times. John, you have to get out here and check this place out. A-Sak, you can come too if you promise to be quiet.

Saturday evening was rainy, which killed the fishing and the cooking over the fire. However, it did produce one wicked rainbow over Camp Sean:

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OK, Blogger.com is being a jerk and not letting me upload pictures right now. I did get them off my camera and I was gonna post some of Tonya and me and a scary chainsaw bear we saw last weekend, but I guess the internet/my grandmother is punishing me for not updating my blog often enough.

For those of you who don't know, I'm sure my grandmother actually controls the internet. Seriously, I remember way back in 1995, before Al Gore invented the internet, my grandmother was asking me and my mom if we had e-mail addresses so she could send us messages. We both kind of stared at each other, no idea what she was talking about. Passing trend, we told each other...

I love you, Grammie. See you in a few weeks!