Friday, August 12, 2011

A View From the Riffles and Runs

I held the tiny nymph on my fingertip, a mere speck I duplicated with a clumsy fake.  As I cast it into the fast moving current, I too became a speck, held by the expanse of beauty that surrounded me, engulfed by a sense of peace as enormous as the nymph had been small.  Amonst the mighty scheme of things, I felt I had a place.  - Chiya Sagara

I love this quote.  It captures the sense that while we fish, thigh deep in the flow of a cool trout stream, we become entangled in the natural world that is truly much larger than we alone can ever be.  There is no truer peace than when one surrenders their being to that which they cannot control.

We do this every time we step into the fishes world..............  
    

2 comments:

Brk Trt said...

How very true.....
Well done.

Anonymous said...

The world is full of "takers of the wild." Poachers in their own right, feel entitled to do so. Given a license, this entitlement justifies their self-centered actions. They need to be educated on the idea of fly fishing. Once having done so, the attitude changes, and the idea of conservation ensues. We were not so different in our thinking in our youth. We later, once educated, bought into the idea that fish should be returned not taken. I hope those guys catch on to our ideals soon. Waiting for cooler weather for sure. Dr B