May 21 2009 7:57 pm

wet wade

It was hot today.  85 degrees and sunny.  I was sweating after I pulled on my wading boots and strung up my rod.  The river was still high and off color.  But in the heat of the day and the focus of fishing the cool creek water felt good.  I hate waders.   


The lanky and occasionally graceful arc of a roll cast streamer stood above the river in slow motion.  I like fishing with bright colored streamers because you can see them in the water and usually you can see the take: a surprising, angry flash of bronze and olive and the stout, blocky tail lingering for a moment before beating back and forth in escape.


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