House Arrest

In true Aaron style, I've crammed so much into my offseason that I am faced with a deadline for my flies. The last two weeks I've put myself on house arrest for 2-3 days a week to try and get caught up. It has worked well. I've managed somewhere in the vicinity of 1000 leeches in five days of tying. Sounds terrible I know but I welcome it once I find my groove. I've been sampling all the crap that Netflix has to offer, eating all my favourite takeout foods in the city, catching up on phone calls, taking short stretch sessions and quick naps.

The draw of the river is strong, but I must stay disciplined. All the pics of the beautiful browns and clear water on Instagram keep me informed as to whats happening. I reluctantly turn down offers to go float.

Might try to knock out another ten dozen this am, wish me luck.