Greg sent me these photo's of some of his fishing trips in Montana. For the first time since I moved back to Nebraska I can honestly say...it made me miss Wyoming. Ahh!! That's something I thought I'd never say.
It will be three years on the 14th since I left Casper. I still don't miss Casper, but I miss the mountains in northern Wyoming. We would take fly fishing trips up there. It was so peaceful and beautiful and secluded. I miss being able to only have to drive and hour to be in the mountains. My how things have changed.
Last week I brought my fly rod out for the first time since that August three years ago.
It was weird.
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