"That being said, much like all the other branches of this sport, Spey has its own specialness to it and, as you familiarize yourself with it, it tends to instill a confidence in an angler as an amiable benefit of it featuring long and satisfyingly smooth casts across large bodies of water. In alignment with that, the power of the type of fish who will eat a seductively swung fly is something notable and, you just can’t truly appreciate it until you feel them try to strip the rod from your hands."
Suffering
"Happiness is at the end of a long road or atop a tall mountain. It’s in the silence that resonates after a hard fight. Happiness is earned. It lies, covered in a thin layer of dust, just beyond what we believe our reach to be. We aren’t born knowing what it feels like. It’s foreign to us until we push ourselves harder and stretch ourselvs further than we've ever done so before. We only feel that happiness once we've exhausted ourselves to clench it."
Fish More, My Friends
"Eventually the spring comes and, some time after the worst of the runoff, the elaborate and plague-like hatches of the West’s water bottoms become remarkably apparent. Incomplete and complete metamorphosis characterized insects live out their lifecycle before your eyes: from egg, to nymph or larva & pupa, to adulthood and, the ones that don’t get slurped up by the wild & spotted creatures of the riffle then fly off to spawn the next generation."