The Week is Upon Us.

I can't believe this week is here. It is a beautiful Sunday morning in Omaha, Ne. I am thankful to be up and enjoying it. We ran a 10 mile run yesterday on the Keystone trail only to follow that up with 18 holes of golf with friends.... Well, Tiger Woods golf on the Wii, but still, long day.

Now my mind drifts to the West. Montana. Colorado. Utah.

On Thursday morning, after seeing Sara off to work, I'll be driving up to Fort Smith, Mt to begin our 3 day trip fishing the Big Horn River. We are staying at my brother's favorite place Cottonwood Camp. I can't wait. I know a lot of bloggers I read are able to get out and fish pretty regularly. Well, for me, it is few and far in between. I have been waiting for this trip for a long time.

On Monday, I'm driving down to Denver to visit my best bud and follow him on a few more adventures. He has planned a few days of hiking in Utah's Canyonlands National Park.

Its a good day for a poem, so let's give it a go.

Looking forward. 4/3/11

I look forward

to each footfall

each rising sun

each splash of cold water

refreshing to touch

to blazing fall leaves

biting winter mornings

sticky summer lemonade

fires on the beach

to all of your laughs

all new foods to taste

all of the smiles

shared with friends

to more responsibility

maturity with age

finding eternal optimism

keeping cynicism out of my veins