It is what it is all about. The Moment. The connection. All the tying, fiddling with gear, scenery, pretty talk about communing, it is all secondary to a fish. Sometimes, often, their beauty is inspiring. Rarely do they disappoint with their response. I don’t know, was I suppose to write a lot or just show some fish, fish, fish?
I have not explored too far and wide catching all manner of fish. Rainbows, Cutts, Brooks, Dolly, Whitefish, Carp, Bonefish, Trevally, Coho, Chinook, Steelhead, Pinks, Chum, Bass, Bull Trout, Browns, Atlantic’s, Kokanee, Goldens have come to my fly, but really not in great numbers like some fortunate souls. I love them all. I especially love trout…all trout.