Sunday, September 24, 2006


posted by Michael Piwonka 9:33 PM
I had a great time fly fishing this past weekend. Even though I caught only a couple small fish, I quickly realized that this sport is one that could grow on me.

In a word, fly fishing is genteel. It may not be the most efficient way to catch fish, but it is very sophisticated and relaxing.

I enjoyed wading in the stream, without another human being in sight, practicing my casting, listening to the gurgling of the water. For me, fly fishing is more about communing with nature than fishing; it's an opportunity to get away from life and soak up the sunlight, smell the clean air, and listen to nature's songs.

I did manage to slip on a mossy rock, giving my left elbow a nasty bruise. I also wandered into deep water once, with a little water spilling over the top of my waders, dampening my jeans for the remainder of the day. All of that, along with annoying gnats and a couple light showers during the morning, just added to the allure of the experience.

I'm fascinated with all the gadgets associated with fly fishing: the fly lure, the leader and tippet, the clothing, the rod and reel, the requisite flask of secret beverage.

I appreciate the guys including me on the trip, and I hope to go again soon.


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