He made it! I got the call, or should I say message. (The music was too loud I didn’t hear the phone ring.) Before he left he said he would call me every night to let me know he’s OK. We’ll see how long it lasts this time. With no international cell phone plan and very limited access to internet, I’m doubtful that he will make it past tonight.

It’s only been two days and the kids are already driving me nuts. My eldest is upset that he didn’t get to go steelheading, and that there’s no one around to take him hunting. Steelheading: this too will be the next rite of passage. Unfortunately, it will be at least 5 more years before he gets to take this adventure as I’m not about to let him miss over a week of school to freeze his butt off to chase chrome. Anyway, he still needs to perfect his single haul before he can move on to spey casting. Hmpf!

Now, the weather is changing to it’s typical cooler, windy, snowy Fall-like conditions. Again, I ask myself why would I want to leave this for worse? I know one of these days, when I do finally make the pilgrimage with him, I’ll understand. Yeah, right… Pass me the Rum and the Happy Light!

For now I’ll just keep listening to Bob – “No Woman, No Cry”.