Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Fly fishing 101
Gayle, my wife is a natural fisher person.
She grew up in Cos Cob, CT on Long Island Sound catching killies in Coke bottles. So after we were introduced to fly fishing -a lesson with Kelly - (rivergirl.com) in Todd,NC, Gayle intuitively felt as if she were at home wading in the river.
The rippling sounds of the water calm my brain, the scurrying of the small river inhabitants delight my polarized eye. We recently spent the day on the Watauga River where time has no reference point. We came to "fish" but found that we really enjoyed connecting with our primal selves - and when the trout gave themselves to us (as the native Alaskans referred to it) , we gratefully appreciated their beauty and then released them. What a great use of a day! (Maybe next time I won't leave as many man-made flies in the trees and under the rocks.)