Colsen had a great couple days fly fishing in the Poudre Canyon area. Much like his rod "flexes," though, his moods flexed considerably from hour to hour. Sometimes he was overjoyed, sometimes he was frustrated beyond measure. I kept telling him that most people like fishing because it's relaxing, but this boy's intensity leaves no room for that mentality!
Meanwhile, his siblings just had fun wading and whatnot.
Poor Miles. He's lost his rock and can't find it ANYWHERE |
Farewell, Colorado! Thanks for the memories!
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