Tip of the Day
Fly Fishing in High Water
A long, long time ago, I remember waking up at 3 a.m., on a Saturday. I say waking up, although I don't think I ever went to sleep. It was opening day eve, as good as Christmas eve, in my seven year old way of thinking. Our destination was more than three hours away, to the land of huge trout, and lots of them. Silently, in the light of the moon, my Dad and I climbeed in his Ford Falcon and began are ardous three hour journey to the land of Big Fish.
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Author: Cameron Larsen
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