8 bottles of wine poured into floppy plastic water bottles. 50 pounds of gear and not an ounce more for fear of getting kicked off the tiny little float plane. And for the first time in six years, no laptop, no cell phone, and no iPad.
I'm off this morning to the wilds of Alaska to float down a remote river called the Kisaralik to fly fish for silver salmon, rainbow trout, char, and grayling with my dad.
I've not gone a week without checking e-mail or blogging since my honeymoon six years ago, so I'm sure I'll go through some withdrawal symptoms for a little while. Perhaps right up until I have a ten pound rainbow trout chasing my floating mouse pattern across a pool.
I'm sure you'll hardly know I'm gone. Drink some good wine, and I'll be back in a few days.
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