Launch Site

It's time to get out on the water and try some flyfishing. I do this as much to honor my Dad as to be fishing. It was among the many things we shared.

This is the season to test for the coming hatch. My Dad taught me to get to the water early and to develop my " targeting skills " with the flyrod. He would take a bicycle innertube and float it out to the desired distance and have me cast the fly to the middle of the circle. Although he had a tether tied to the tube, he let it drift to allow for a moving target.

Dad was quite a guy and probably the best flyfisherman I have ever known. He was patient and supportive in his instruction. And his sense of humor made my mistakes just another part of the learning experience. I miss him every day.

He would have enjoyed the kayak, as I do, and would have been absorbed in the Nature all around him from this new perspective.