For a good decade my snowboards stole the winters as I moved up to escape the growing city so I could ditch my "weekend warrior" title and snowboard daily. As we all know the mountains are now crazy and busy as can be, and the enjoyment slowly started to fade.

Then one day I just didn't feel that joy anymore, it finally sunk in that I'd rather be fishing. In the last six years I can count on one hand how many times I've picked those snowboards back up.