I wish you all a spring and summer of perfect river levels and soft summer evenings filled with rising trout.
My evening fishing was perfection, kingfishers buzzed me and swifts screeched. Columns of mayfly spun their magic. Casts were straight and fish rose. The evening blessed me with 8 or 9 fish all various sizes of perfection. Cocooned between the deep banks and wrapped in the clear water for just a short time, like the river. I became a part of the whole.