Once more into the breach. It was a lovely afternoon and the river and the sky were beautiful. I covered a lot of water and feel that I'm getting to know the river again. The Steelhead eluded me, though each good swing was rich with anticipation.
I had one strong grab on the hang of the fly, and the rush was sweet if short lived. It turned out to be a good-sized, very scrappy Whitefish.
Ah, but next time....
"..rich with anticipation.." Great line. I like what you see. Driftwood, treeforms, river cobble. I feel like I've been on that water.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Herringbone. I like what you see. I feel that I know your woods and back roads, thanks to your beautiful photos.
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