Lovely images Rob. the first very strong defining elements of the environment. Love fly fishing just something about being on a river alone swishing the line too and fro.not so good for the fish though.
So, Beth, what did you get up to in the 70s and 80s, eh?
Thanks, everyone. You wouldn't catch me in the water. I went fishing once with an uncle, when I was about nine years old. The first thing we had to do was dig up earth to find worms. That was bad enough, but then he said "Put this hook through the worm"...I just couldn't do it...Why they call it a sport, I'll never understand.
It didn't load for me the first time on the crappy, hotel WiFi. And then, when I thumped the side of the laptop, it came out all fuzzy. I must have dislodged a tube I think.