I have been having a recurring dream for a while now and it always hits me the same way. I get up early one day (like I do..) and I just head west out to San Angelo. Must be really early because west to Angelo means 4+ hours for me. Anyway, I show up at my uncle Larry's house at the crack of dawn and convince him that he needs to drop whatever it is that he had planned for the day. I tell him I have a better idea, which he somehow buys into, and he and I head out. I drive us out toward Mason where we get an outfitter to drop us in upstream and we proceed to float a couple of kayaks downstream along the Llano river for the day. We head back to Angelo in the late afternoon only stopping for some good bar-b-q along the way. Seems like a pretty ideal kind of day.
I haven't told you all about my uncle Larry? Great guy. Top bloke, really. Just a really good soul who I never get to spend enough time with. Moving away from San Angelo definitely had its downsides.
He is going through something difficult right now and I guess I am just thinking about him.
So why the dream? I don't know but I have had it all summer. It is getting deeper into the calendar and it already seems to be getting cooler. I am hoping I didn't miss my chance this season.
-bb
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