In a few weeks, I will be moving the family to Seoul. I stood by the Han River yesterday, thinking about the move, about the fishing opportunities when I get here, and of all the places & people I will miss in the Midwest. I've been meaning to plan my last fishing trip(s) in the Midwest before my departure, but that window of opportunity seems to be shrinking really fast with all the last minute move prep stuff. Still I hope to squeeze in a trip before I head out. I don't know why but it's always like this... as soon as I really love a place, it's time to move on. Midwest will always be the place where I started fly fishing, and always be home in that way. I thought about this today, standing at the banks of a river on the other side of the planet.