It is officially less than 48 hours until the F3T hits Missoula, the anticipation is palpable. Even though we've had better than average fishing this winter, the F3T kind of kicks off the countdown to spring and the first hatches and dry fly fishing of the year (even if it is only for a few hours in the afternoon on the 'Root in 40 degree weather!) The dude will of course be there and will have a rather large contingent, the wife, son, daughter in law, youngest grandson who is 6 months old (you can never start 'em too early right?) and the in-laws (I know what you're thinking but hey, more chances at snagging the swag right?!?)
One bonus to attending is watching the interaction between some of the local guides, it's akin to watching high school freshman girls in their first day of high school. The scenario breaks down something like this
Guide #1 (replete with fresh F3T trucker swillin a kettlehouse double haul) to Guide #2: Hey Jeff, how's it goin' man?!?
Guide #2 (replete with "retro" yellow F3T cap from 2010, swilling a PBR tallboy): Oh hey Chad, doin' good brah, been killin' 'em on the Mo this winter!
Guide #1: Sweet, I spent 3 weeks in the Keys chasing bones!
Guide #2: Right on, well hey see ya on the river! (under his breath to his buddy...He's such a douchebag!)
Guide #1: For sure, I'm already booked like 120 days (under his breath to his buddy...That guy's a chump, he couldn't catch the clap in a whorehouse!)
Yep, should be a swell time at the Wilma.
by the way, if you're a guide, don't even tell me you didn't chuckle at the all too true previous dialogue!
All kidding aside I'm an absolutely looking forward to it and hope to see you there!