The Philosophy of Fly Fishing

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When I was seventeen, I drove to Missoula, Montana, to learn how to fly-fish. The town is one of the best places to fish in the country. Rivers with names like the Bitterroot and Blackfoot crisscross the valley harboring trout the size of walruses. I spent that summer learning to cast and looking for the eddies and pools where fish might be lurking. I tried a thousand different flies and a hundred different rivers, and though I tensed my entire body to be ready for a strike, though I was living with a friend who made his living as a fishing guide, in three months I didn’t catch a single fish. Not one.

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  1. Yes. More about Walton, a 17th Century Gear and Bait Fisher for British Coarse (Rough or Trash) Fish, a social conservative in a time of great change and a man with a Painted Lady Problem, here:

    Some things never change.

    It was the pioneering angler Charles Cotton who provided the flyfishing content in The Compleat Angler; Walton did, say, the alehouse milkmaid and her mother musings and the “No man can lose what he never had” (a hooked fish lost) cod philsosophy.

    Angling the world over would be lot poorer without him, though.

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