Temple run.
Breath dreams like air. I swear,
the trees sing!
Of fur and feather,
tinsel and silk
Swung deep,
One on one off.
Breath dreams like air. I swear,
the trees sing!
Of fur and feather,
tinsel and silk
Swung deep,
One on one off.
The sound of riffles song
Cascades of foam, turbid glacial melt.
Now one, my fly and willow.
These trees,
of ash and spruce,
tell stories.
photo by George Revel, Lost Coast Outfitters |
photo by George Revel, Lost Coast Outfitters |
Fecund fresh,
moss and fern, heavens drapery.
Temple of Kugel creek.
Not too fast,
Not too slow, seems just right.
Around every bend,
magic.
out of the total 7 days I had on the OP, the rivers where only fishable for 4 of them, constant rain had them dangerous to wade and or blown out. All and all I felt I did pretty good for never fishing there before. Now home drying out getting ready for Spey O'Rama!