As the sun was setting, mist rose up from the river and soon we were paddling through mysterious shadows, the moon rose full and shiny, as we came to the end of our trip we passed several fly-fishermen, up to their thighs in the cold clean river, mist rising up around them as they gracefully swung and tossed their lines. More
August 11th, 2008
It was our friend's birthday, he was just getting into fly-fishing and arranged for us to do a day float down the East Branch of the Delaware river, which is a great place to fly fish for brown trout. We rented canoes from Al's Sport Store, made sure we got some sandwiches and beers from a lo ...