Catch and release practices are being subject to greater scrutiny lately. And rightly so, for releasing a fish doesn’t necessarily mean it will survive if the angler doesn’t take enough care. I wrote something on the subject not long ago:
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I am a gear junkie. I mean gear in general, not just fly fishing paraphernalia. The periodical urge of getting a new rod isn’t uncommon, for that reason I quitted browsing catalogs compulsively long ago. But that drive is rather manageable now, after all I already have a lot of sticks, and I am old enough to know that any new addition to that department won’t make me any better at catching fish, nor significantly improve my casting skills. For the price of any top of the range rod you can get a good number of casting classes; that is what will actually have an effect in your abilities.
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A whole day devoted to the big ones. Failure: some missed takes and a couple of them felt for just a second; it seems that when they close their mouth it is already late.I can’t blame the river spirits, it was entirely my fault.
Best one was 1 Kg; he only responded to perfect drift after perfect drift after perfect drift of a #24 olive dun. With so many natural insects going down the current, why should it be interested in my fly?
—Guggenheim museum?
—Nope!
—Louvre?
—Nope! Just brown trout from river Pliva in Republika Srpska (Bosnia-Herzegovina).
Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life
Oscar Wilde
I found this owl hidden in a small hole among big volcanic rocks just at the sea shore. I can’t imagine a more strange habitat for an owl… but in Galapagos Islands the weirdest of things seem possible.
Only one more last cast, please!
