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I stand still repeating several times like a prize fighter in between rounds, off his chair standing ready for his opponent. No fists today. No. Just my rod, my fly box and my craft and wit.

I’m being held in place by the nature I love even if its unforgiving at its best. Today it holds me to the bottom of this river and surrounds me with awe and exhilaration and privilege.

I cast a fly upon the waters of the South Fork and in no time at all had a writhing, two-pound rainbow tail dancing across an eddy as the fish tried for the fast water a short distance away. Ah, ha! I had heard the South Fork was a better fishery than the upper Snake, but had never bothered to try it. Now I was hooked.