Deckers in A Storm:

It is getting warm again. The river is in good shape. Fish are feeding. But last week, was brutal.

I guess I am not as tough as I used to be. Cold feet. Cold hands.

Last week my client John was determined to fish and so there we were in the snow and cold wind. With some folks I experience an unspoken connection. Or maybe it was just too cold to talk and use words. In the silence, we did a lot of staring into the water through the snowflakes (enough wind and snow made it hard to see the fish). Every once in a while, even with blurred vision, a trout appeared inbetween the flakes, connected to our leaders. 

And those fish warmed our hearts.