Tenkara fly-fishing from Tenkara USA on Vimeo.
I think I may have a utopia type imagination of a morning of flyfishing on a warm day with a slight breeze that gently cools. I imagine hearing the stream flowing and birds chirping reminding me what a glorious day this is. In my head a deer would come to the water's edge for a drink and then bound off effortlessly into the forest while a butterfly would land on my shoulder. Maybe a fair maiden (that is really a forgotten princess) would be singing to the rabbits and squirrels somewhere off in the distance. Then a cooler with a couple of growlers of High Desert beer would magically appear ....
...and fresh fruit and a short nap in the woods, streamside. Now that my disney-esque slash beer-loving fantasy is complete, I must return to reality and admit that I need another hobby about as much as I need another hole in my head.
So.....
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