Out before Dawn...
fishin' with my brother...
down at the Beach today...
Like so many times...
over so many years...
It's been a few years since I'd cast...
the Big Fly Rod...
my favorite...
But it came back quickly...
in the dark...
where you can't see much...
so you operate by feel...
It always amazes me...
how you can throw that little black fly...
into the darkness of night...
into the swirling maelstrom...
of a churning surf...
and a fish will find it...
And so it was this morning...
In the dark before first light...
a three foot long striper...
found my fly...
in all that foamy chaos...
And we battled down the Beach...
in the blackness...
until the fly came loose...
just as I tried to Beach him...
But that doesn't matter...
I had the chance...
to reconnect with the fish...
that is my favorite...
in a spot where I've battled so many...
over so many years...
And it felt so good...
and gave me a reason...
to come back for more...
(iPod photos)
No comments:
Post a Comment