It’s almost a year since the last guy only fishing trip. I don’t know why I call it that. It’s always all guys I don’t think that women are invited. A bunch of us get together, usually at the start of May and go to catch some rainbows on a fly rod.
The planning doesn’t take long. Pick a weekend, buy some food, beverages, and pack a minimum amount of clothing, lots of fishing stuff and worry about the sleeping arrangements when we get there. It’s a simple, uncomplicated process.
The guy trip must be a fascinating thing to women. I am in no way a chauvinistic person, but I can’t see my wife or any of our wives picking a weekend and just going to do nothing but be there. With a girl trip, its all about what are they going to do, where are they going, what are they going to wear, what are they going to see and so on and so on.
We go on this trip to drink, eat, fish and sleep and that’s about it and not necessarily in that order. We can go for hours and not talk, we can laugh at things that our wives would kill us if they ever found out what we were talking about, and most importantly we can be ourselves. There is no one there to impress, no one to criticize, always some one to make fun of and it’s all in good fun.
The trip is about more than just catching fish. It’s about friends, family, fun times and connecting in a very surreal way with nature. Its about bragging rights that last 5 minutes or 5 hours. Its about spending time with people that don’t care if you’ve had a shower brushed your hair or how you look. Within every trip there are lessons learned in life, fishing and family. That’s what the trip is about. It’s a simple, uncomplicated, fun, fantastic time. Everyone should do it. If you do it once, you’ll do it forever.