Peace On A Mountain
Truly, fishing a mountain stream today had nothing to do with fishing. I was depressed from the events that unfolded yesterday and needed the soothing sound of running water, and a stroll through the woods to bring me some small sense of peace into my world. The earth and the wildlife on a mountainside always remind me of the seasons and how earth moves through its lifecycle. That gives me some perspective in view of life, I suppose. And, conversations with God seem more intimate when I'm streamside and working through difficult questions with Him. I needed the solitude and the wonder of this place today. After the overnight rains, the day was beautiful, and the forest was still dripping wet. I stepped into the stream. The rhythm, and calming effect from casting a fly into pockets of water was relaxating and it felt good. I selected a vintage and somewhat rare rod to partner with me today. The classic craftsmanship that created this rod twenty four years ago, aligned with my mood, ...
