Wednesday, May 18, 2005


The elusive weeks before fishing season opens are a tortious experience for a flyfisherman. Daily checks on fishing conditions and idle chat with the local fly shops only fire an already out of control blaze within the soul. There is nothing better than standing knee deep in an icy stream casting for the rising adversary. Images of fly water and rising trout permanently engrave themselves upon my soul every time I step into the water - the hope of catching a trout in the next hole keeps the fire burning year round. One and a half weeks before opening - hopefully the fire doesn't consume my soul before the first fly hits the water...

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