"In due course, I felt a tug at the end of the line. Instantly, I was connected to life somewhere in the blue deepness of the pond. Time stopped. My heart pounded. Nothing existed but the creature I felt through the line, struggling to be free of me. I flet5 my being depended on finding what was there. A combination of primordial cunning and modern mechanics allowed me to maintain through the reel just the right tension on the line. After what seemed an eternity but in fact mustn't have been more than three or four minutes I pulled the fish to the side of the boat. What I saw was an eleven-inch yellow perch. I was thrilled. Looking down a the fish wavering just under the surface, I felt as I thought6 God must feel, in common and at one with creation." Turhan Tiran "Fly Fishing A life in Mid-Stream" Rick
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