Taught my friend Carl how to fly fish in the National Park. He did well with the trout. So well that I left him to it and napped on a midstream, shaded rock for a while.
Later, I drove to a pier in Knoxville, and, yes, did some more fishing. That resulted in a few nice fish and a double catch too. The children on the pier all gathered around to watch and then scattered promptly to rummage through their tackle boxes for matching bait…
This is strong mojo.
(The lure is 2.5 in. long for scale.)
This is so great. I’m reading “A River Runs Through It” right now and all the talk about fly fishing makes me think of your blog!
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