The Catch
The air captures perfect stillness on the river bed. We pull up our waders and pull on our vests. We lace our boots and apply sunscreen to the few spots of exposed skin on our arms and noses. We lift our poles and head into the water. The sensation that surrounds my legs and waist as I wade into the cold water while comfortably dry remains a fond memory of learning how to fly fish. It is a little known fact about me that I own waders and know how to cast a fly rod in a river. The serenity
