Now don’t be put off by a touch of literary skipping, it only hurts a bit to sort it out…plus it will expand your understanding of the history and refinement of the sport…the article is a fun read about Brits and their pursuits beyond fly fishing.
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.
There will the river whispering run
Warmed by thy eyes, more than the sun.
And there the ‘enamoured fish will stay,
Begging themselves they may betray.
When thou wilt swim in that live bath,
Each fish, which every channel hath,
Will amorously to thee swim,
Gladder to catch thee, than thou him. . .
from Izaak Walton’s great friend, John Donne
Fly Fishing and other activities (like Rugby, yes!) are discussed here:
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