Day # 21 A favorite.
I like it here. In this memory.
It was a day that I asked one of my (late) daddy’s buddies to teach me to flyfish.
It was indian summer + I was up before dawn, ready for the morning hatch. I wasn’t all done up, but I had a glow from the summer sun.
An entire day spent wading the river + casting a line. Just John, + Georgia (his black lab) + me - into the dusk.
Both Dry fly + nymph.
It was a day that I tried something new + loved it.
A day that I remember as one of the best.