One of my favourite outdoor activities is Fly Fishing. It has taken me all over the backwoods and back-roads of Alberta, searching out the nooks and crannies of small creeks in hopes of finding uncharted waters.
There are many things I know about myself, such as; I love all works of art, I’m adventurous, I like strong beer, and even stronger coffee.
Thursday night, what's there to do? Sure, we could order pizza or see a movie. Watch something on Netflix and kid ourselves that we could try to stay up past 11. But what's the fun in that? We were in desperate need of something that would feel like a Friday, but... on a Thursday.
I’ll never forget my first official day on the job. Graduating from Crew Members Course in the morning, jumping in the truck with three other rookies and driving three hours to our first fire in the afternoon. Working our first shift ever on the fireline as an overnighter, about a twenty-four-hour day in total, and how good it felt to crawl into bed the next morning around 9:00 am.
Days like these recharge our batteries. Our creativity. Our connection with one another and our incredible surroundings. We laughed about our weirdness, breathed in deep gulps of fresh air, savoured our warm coffee and baileys, and relished in the silent moments.