Wednesday, November 27, 2013

So Many Memories

The first time I got on the river this fall I switched out the fly boxes in my vest and cleaned off the fly patch. It all still lies on my tying desk.

I hadn't cleaned off that patch since my first trip to Rocky Ford Creek last March.

So there, in one little pile, is the tangible record--minus the many flies I lost--of the entire trout season.

So many memories in one little heap of deer hair and feathers.


  1. They look sufficiently beat up that you should tie some new ones.

  2. Quite a collection. How big is that fly patch?