Welcome back to the new NEFF. Take a break from Twitter and Facebook. You don't go to Dicks for your fly fishing gear, you go to your local fly fishing store. Enjoy!
The rich idiot that buys this probably can't even tie a knot and has a personal guide who travels around the world scouting fishing spots before he arrives.
Now if I can just figure out how to get hired as that guide, I'd be all set.
I'm doing well, however, when your nose is at the grindstone it is difficult to see rising fish. Three trips to the West Branch, one to the East Branch and only one very nice big brown to show for it. I heard your beater car up on the river is an X5, so you must be doing well. I hope to see you again and perhaps share a section of our favorite stretch.