Aged salami, beef jerky, IPA, 60 degree weather, and trout. That's living. Fred who was laid up from a skiing accident, jonesing, reading my blog for the last year, finally healed and came out to float the Truckee River with me on the East side yesterday. We did some damage. Fred put a little oil on the rusty casting arm and gave her hell. Good bullshitting and fishing, just how I like it.