Monday, January 8, 2018

Northern Fly Fishing

Wonderful. Brings back memories of being new to the sport, and full of hopes and dreams.

Do you remember where you were when you broke through and finally connected with the magic of a heavy fish? When you lost your innocence and entered a higher consciousness? I was standing in the Henry's Fork as darkness settled down making just one more cast, just one more, when my caddis emerger came up tight in a Rainbow's jaw and headed for parts unknown as the fish ran far downstream. I'll never forget the adrenaline rush--fish and man--as I was finally able to work him into the net.

Where were you?


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