Saturday, August 9, 2014

Fly Fishing, Greenbrier River, West Virginia

"In the arctic half-light of the canyon, all existence fades to a being with
my soul and memories, and the sounds of the river and a four-count
rhythm and the hope that a fish will rise."
                                                                       
                                                                       - Norman McLean, A River Runs Through It

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