It was ten years ago this week we left our Michigan home in the rearview and headed west.

With no jobs, no prospects and no real plan we chased a dream to Helena MT in search of the next chapter. What materialized over these last ten years I could never have imagined…I could never have dreamed this Big.

Montana felt right from day one which was a good thing as the first job I found was working in the warehouse at George’s Distributing with a crew half my age picking orders, loading and unloading trucks and moving product around the warehouse, sometimes into the wee hours of the night.

I was thankful for the job but extremely humbled as I’d gone from business owner to entry-level laborer with no clear path before me but it was all providential as we would soon find out.

Following a couple of years of unsuccessfully negotiating purchases of a few different fly shops in Montana I’d all but given up on that dream and settled for a move to the state which was the object of my obsession with the thought that whatever I ended up doing would be just fine because I’d be doing it in Montana. And while this was in fact the case in those early days I wasn’t so sure about the next chapter consisting of spending the next stage of my career working in a wine warehouse.

Fast forward to the spring of 2013…seven months into our new life in Montana I found myself going to work for Montana River Outfitters in Wolf Creek as Fly Shop Manager and also guiding on the Missouri River.

My desperate search for an opportunity to purchase a fly shop had been put on hold as I sought other avenues but just like that the opportunity materialized, providentially, just as it was meant to.

A year and four months into our journey I found myself the co-owner of a fly shop and lodging operation. And not just a fly shop, but a clean slate of a fly shop which we were able to develop into our own unique brand.

The next nine years would of course see change as we worked to improve our fly shop offerings while chipping away at making improvements to the lodging…a process which it turns out is never ending.

Nine years in we like where we’re at with Wolf Creek Angler. Our brand is well established and we continue to grow our business and to look for opportunities to improve and expand our services.

My outfitting business Iron Fly Outfitting has steadily grown and the future, as they say, is wide open.

Ten years after arriving here in Montana it still feels like a dream. This decade has flown past and while living here still in some ways feels new, life is happening as the narrative continues to develop.

My wife Sheila found work at one of the high schools in Helena as a career counselor when we arrived and returned to school for a degree in education. She is now a fixture at Helena High where her gifts and talents are on display every day as she makes a meaningful impact on the lives of so many students. There are challenges with every job. I can’t imagine the challenges of being a high school teacher but she rolls with those challenges better than anyone I know and for this season she is where she is supposed to be. Just ask her students.

Our son John was starting sixth grade when we arrived here. To me, there is no clearer gauge of the ridiculously accelerated passage of time than the fact that middle school, high school and three years of college are now behind us. Our “kid” is now an adult, making his way in Missoula with a world filled with possibilities laid out before him.

As those who read this blog know we lost our dear dog Jake last summer. His life of 12 years encompassed this immense amount of change. A complete reinvention of our lives in a new place and the adolescent years of our son come and gone.

We now have Zeke, just shy of 10 months into his life journey with us. He is amazing and as we embark on this journey with him we don’t know what changes his lifetime will bring but we do know his life with us is yet another hourglass of mortality counting down our days.

Our first ten years in Montana have been an amazing journey…a story we could not have imagined. And though we still miss our friends and family back in Michigan and I sometimes romanticize my days working in the foundry…there is simply no place I would rather be than here in Montana and we continue to feel blessed beyond measure.

Here’s to the next 10 and beyond!