Revive - A Quarterly Fly Fishing Journal - Page 120

The neon glow of a line hovering over our heads is almost a minute by minute certainty nowadays. Sometimes it comes down unnoticeably but sometimes it's rather loud and annoying. The amount of bugs floating and sinking is variable but almost always enough to get our fill and sometimes we have so many, that we may not even have to eat for days. When this happens the screams and talking from the two leggers above the surface seems to get more intense and frightening. The days go on forever as the sun rarely ceases to shine and coming up to gorge ourselves on the smorgasbord of bugs is sweetened even more by the kiss of its rays on our delightfully red sides. This is in fact the season of plenty and we enjoy it while it lasts, for we know that in the next few moons these behemoths of our stream will move on and another lucky group of fish will get to dine on the finer things in life. For now we won't concern ourselves with that because we have plenty to go around. In fact here comes another delicious piece of buggy n…