It seems that Jacob and I have started our own, very unique tradition. For a few years now, we've bypassed the conventional expectations of how we're 'supposed' to celebrate holidays. Instead of gathering with those we hardly speak to, consuming enormous amounts of food and pretending to show interest in a game we care nothing about, we head to the river. Many people scoff at us, while others feel sorry for us (assuming we have nowhere to go). I expect to some folks it is rather strange, but to us, it's pretty perfect.
I've always understood the Thanksgiving holiday to be a day of reminiscing on what we're grateful for in life. I choose to not just meditate on these things, but to actually live them!
As always, this year did not disappoint. We managed to catch all the brook trout (seriously, nothing else), on a warm day and wrapped up at our local watering hole. These are the days that make us thankful, may we live them every day!
