REFLECTIONS FROM A PISCATORIAL CURMUDGEON
Recent discussions between friends and acquaintances on some of the online boards have caused me to take a look at myself in comparison to some of the current opinions. Most often when among fly anglers, I find myself nodding in agreement. Though in recent years, and possibly as a sign of age, I have found myself feeling like an outsider at times. Many of today's articles written are pseudo-green political statements, in the name of protecting either a particular stretch of water, or espousing the latest norm to be distributed as accepted among the fly fishing community. And while I can appreciate both sides of most discussion, I'm quite often of late left asking, "Where's the fly fishing?"