Quilting, quilting and more quilting is what I most enjoy, but, wait, there might be room for something else. That something else, for me, is fly fishing. It is like watching women skaters, something beautiful to behold. And, I think, like bow hunting verses using a gun, it is very hard to bring supper home. Not that ever would, I'm strictly a CPR girl, Catch Photo and Release.
Driving along the Pecos River, more of a mountain stream that runs along a road, you will see many people fishing. I guess that's part of it, driving and finding just the right spot. Our "right spot" came after hiking up the stream and off the road. We found a little grocery store with a bunch of hummingbird feeders. The women told me she fills them twice a day and they start eating them as she carries them out. Bird feeders are wonderful cheap entertainment. We've been traveling so much this year, that I haven't put any out, but, I probably will again. Around here we have so many squirrels and raccoons that the birds sometimes don't get everything.
Anyway, it's just nice to be in nature. Like I said, fly fishing is hard, but, my great white hunter managed to catch a trout. It did flip off before he was able to remove the lure, which is great. On this day, I was not so lucky, no fish for me. I do, however, have the patience of a quilter and am not discouraged. I managed to fall in the water, but, you know the only thing that hurt was my pride. At least my husband got a photo of it.