My Annual Twin Trip

My parents began taking us boys (there are four of us) to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, in 1965. Somehow or other, we’ve made it most years since. My mom and dad passed on in 2008, and in a combination of wanting to honor them and because we love fly fishing the rivers, my twin brother, Brent (Washington), and I (Colorado) meet each year for a few days of trout hunting and silly twin shenanigans. We arrived last evening.