Silent Steel
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know.
Before I did, it was just the river and they were just salmon. How many days, hours or experience didn’t matter. Plans were based on a whim and saving was resisting the temptation to buy candy when you needed another lure. There were no deadlines for the recap and sure as heck were no digitized likes. Just make sure you don’t have too many fish for the handlebars of your BMX.
I didn’t know and I didn’t care that my home river was a river of dreams or that people sacrificed to save enough money to make it happen. Turns out, it (and other similar rivers) are worth talking about and whomever talks about the time they went there, is held in high esteem…
