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On The Fly: Father/daughter time is worth cherishing

Madison Webb holds up a brook trout she caught on a recent fishing outing with her dad, Kirk, at a pond outside of Basalt recently. father/daughter fishing trips are one of the things both Kirk and Madison look forward to.
Kirk Webb / Courtesy Photo |

Being a single parent definitely has its rewards.

I fish every day and work long hours while my daughter is away at her mother’s house during her summer school break. I’m not the type of guy that goes out chasing the girls around or hanging out in bars anymore. My preference has always been to chase real tail; slimy, wet and waving fish tails. I fish for trout during my weekdays and prowl the warmwater on my weekends.

At the beginning of the summer when my daughter first leaves, I still catch myself calling for her at the dinner table before I head out fishing for the evening. It generally takes me a few weeks to slip back into my summer-fishing routine, getting used to living the bachelor life all over again. You know — eating on the go, fishing daily, not cleaning the house and having fly tying materials spread throughout my tying room.

This past week, I spent an evening downloading a full summer of fishing pictures off of my digital camera. In the blur of summer, it made me realize how lucky and fortunate I am to spend time with several of my longtime fishing buddies, fishing guides as well as fishing with newly made friends.

Going through these pictures mentally takes me back to water. I can smell the mud and silt in my carp pictures, the sharp zest of pine along the high-mountain creeks, and the putrid stench of campfires, mosquito repellent and sunblock in my clothing where I relive my kinships of friends and fish.

There are very few things in life that I live for beyond fishing. In fact, come to think of it, the only two things that come to mind are hunting and my daughter.

As much as I love fishing, I’d give it all up to simply just be with my daughter. Better yet, there are those days when I can kill two birds with one stone and we can both go fishing together.

My endless summer of fishing came to a close this week and, amazingly enough, I’m overly excited to just be dad again.

I can’t wait to cook dinner every night, deal with puberty, hang out at the library and do homework, and become somewhat of a fishing weekend warrior. Thankfully, my daughter realizes that her dad is an outdoorsman and accepts me for who I am. We’re already looking forward to hunting together for the first time this coming year.

This column is provided weekly by Taylor Creek Fly Shops in Basalt and Aspen. Taylor Creek can be reached at 970-927-4374.

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