Yesterday would have been my Dad’s 79th birthday. He taught us everything about fishing. How to tie a line and wait patiently for a bite. In his final days, we took him out one last time. We cast the line for him, but he insisted on reeling in the fish himself. That simple moment meant everything.
Caught him on incoming wave right as I picked my fly up to reposition. Saw the take and the blow up. Posted by johnnysd87