I am tired and stare at the sun. Behind thin brown and yellow clouds above the mountain edge it hung looking stagnant, indifferent, cold. I am hungry and lick my lips and taste corn dogs. Lunch seemed a distant memory now. A wave broke against my shins, sending up a cold palm of water between my thighs, slapping my man-parts. Can karma be real? I suppose it can. The actions of the fait.

Fly Fishing Trips, Vacations, Equipment and Gear. Fly fishing equipment - fly-fishing tackle, fly fishing rods, fly reels, fly fishing Gear, fly rods and fishing equipment for every angler. Fly Fishing Report From An Irish Angler. I fished some other pools while I was waiting for darkness to fall, at this point I did not know it was a sea trout. I had fished down one of the pools when my fishing partner walked up to me and I asked did he want to go home or stay? .

Thursday, January 1, 2015. They had 18-inch tops and screw in caulks and they almost got me killed. It was side hill and granite and when the rigging came back and the lines dropped I lept forward with the heel of a Redwing boot nicking a rock. I fell into the jangle of rigging that crashed to the ground. A hard toe, and the soaking wet heft behind it, slammed neatly into the rise of my calf as I pasted the wet dirt. A cracked shin, the doctor said, hairline.