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Old 02-23-2000, 05:28 PM
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RE:The ultimate fishing expedition...

So let's see...

Imagine casting to huge native steelhead on Kamchatka Peninsula, fish that had never seen a fly or human for that matter. Fish that represent some of the last vestiges of the miracle of giant searun trout on earth in it's pristine form...

Or poling over an expanse of sub-tropical flats whose sugar-white sands blend the pastel shadows of turtle grass, crabs, rays and stealthy grey forms into mirages of the mind and soul which in a word are "narcotic"...

And what about drifting the tide rush in a pea soup fog, with the only reference to anything visible being the edge of 100 foot long kelp stalks where 30 pound chinook salmon ride the turquoise depths wearing cloaks of mercury silver and black, eyes piercing into the shadows for herring and candlefish which look a lot like your meticulously tied tube fly...

Or watching the giant orange orb of the sun emerge over the atlantic on Cape Cod's outer beaches, appearing not as the bright spot in a blue sky but instead briefly revealing the magnitude of it's unimaginable size as it hovers over an infinite sea yet allowing the human eye to stare into the half light of it's core, illuminating the sand dunes with it's warming scarlet alpenglow just as the waves erupt with the slapping tails and bodies of hungry hordes of handsome striped marauders in their daily dance with the surfline...

And who could turn down the chance to cast a Spey rod over the flows of the River Dee, Spey or Tweed; to raise the noble atlantic salmon to boil the surface before leaving the water in six foot leaps and searing runs to end in a toast of the finest single malt and a vision of the chrome legend responsible for centuries of angling lore...

Or maybe it's not all that but the look on my daugther's face when the rubber-legged popper gets slapped by a bluegill, or the way a schoolie striper makes my teenage son yell excitedly about something other than a video game for a few minutes...

No, it's not any one of those - I'm quite sure it's all of that, plus everything the future has in store for us. If this association of flyfishing enthusiasts we call the Flyfishing Forum comes anywhere close to it's mission that's gonna be a whole lot!

Juro
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