The gawks and gazes of fellow anglers across the road made me giggle, as I pulled out my 11’6” trout spey and began rigging. With a cold beverage cracked and bobbers swaying in the bend of their rods, I could hear their murmurs and whispers. “What is this guy thinking, the river isn’t that wide?” … Continue reading The Solitude of Swinging Streamers in the Snow