Solitude

By Mike Hall, July 17, 2018

Fly fishing becomes part of us because we long to be back in the middle of the river, waist deep in flowing water somewhere between two mountains. We dream of the valley and carry it in our hearts. We remember the way it felt last time, and we want that again. So we plot our return. And we pass the time by forming plans about the way it all will go next time.

We all say this at one time or another. And it’s true. Finding our space between those two mountains never disappoints — it’s always fulfilling. The river always gives us something we need.

 

Domenick Swentosky of Troutbitten