Knowingly driving away from a river for the season, sometimes saying goodbye for months on end, is a tough one. Every river has its own soul and the fish that return to them very much do as well. The question "what's your favorite river?" comes up nearly everyday. There's no right or wrong answer to this, but I don't think I'll ever be able to choose just one. The fall season's still hanging on but those drives away are coming, if they haven't already happened.
Many, many thanks to everyone who spent time with me on the water. It was a great season.