I have been a fly fishermen for a long time but I never get used to the constantly changing beauty of the rivers and streams I fish. I think I know a piece of water until some small change in the environment shows me a totally different river. " You never fish the same river twice" . Yesterday the fog and sun rise gave me a new view of a familiar piece of water .
I have been hurrying past this spot to fish a good set of riffles . I never noticed these red roots extending into the water.
I sometimes forget that Fly fishing is not just about catching fish or in the words of Shakespeare " There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.