Humility...I hate it!

Well it has been a long time comming. I almost didn't think it was gonna happen to me this year but it did. I guess I needed it, but not as badly as it was served today! Yes the dreaded s-word :-0 It just hurt typing that sentence and reliving the days events but here goes...
Out the door at a reasonably decent hour to arrive at the parking spot with not so much as a sign of human activity in the area. I suited up and started my trek back to the bush through 3 ft drifts of fresh powder. Arriving at the bush exhausted, I started to venture down the beaten trail following the abundance of fresh deer tracks. The trek back was extremely exhausting and I had to take multiple breaks along the way. I guess it's time to hit the gym again!!! I arrived at my starting point to find a mere 5ft open channel down the entire holes duration. I figure better than nothing and get my line in the water eagerly awaiting the first take but it doesn't happen. This scene is to repeat itself over and over again to the theme of 5 highly productive runs. Today I walked what seemed like a million miles thru a foot or more of fesh powder. What was to be my saving grace, proverbial light at the end of the tunnel, was the top run. There are always fish to be had there just ask G! But today I arrive there to find that 3 gentlemen had hiked in an alternative route and had fished it out. Good for them although I could have "punched them each in the throat" Trotsky style. Destiny I thought to myself. No sense in fighting it. I just hope it's behind me ;0)