Looks like an interesting book.
Since its publication by Sierra Club Books nearly two decades ago, The River Why has become a classic, standing with Norman Maclean’s A River Runs Through It as the most-read fiction about fly-fishing of our era. Duncan’s protagonist, Gus Orviston, is an irreverent young flyfisherman – a vibrant character who makes us laugh easily and feel deeply, and who speaks with startling truth about the way we live. Leaving behind a madcap, fishing-obsessed family, Gus embarks on an extraordinary voyage of self-discovery along his beloved Oregon rivers. What he unexpectedly finds is man’s wanton destruction of nature and a burning desire to commit himself to its preservation. The River Why is a tale that gives a contemporary voice to the concerns and hopes of all living things on this beautiful, watery planet. It is the story of one man’s search for meaning, for love, and for a sane way to live.
Another one to add to the list !
For some stress relief I had a gander through some of my old posts. After all this blog is a diary for myself to remind me of nice times in the past…
He He….jeepers…I mind that hot day I was stuck doon a ditch…or the day everything just seemed to go right and I caught a lovely lovely brownie on the dry fly…. here it is
Aaaahhhhhh a better time, a better time!!
I must go down to the river at some point and see if my name is still carved into the tree ….it should still be there unless someone has spraypainted over it or burned it down.
Awwwww bless. I have not seen one of these for a while!
Ahhhh, they are like old friends now!!
You might remember a while back I posted about a forest walking machine and how badly I wanted one. Well there is pretty much no way that I could afford to get one but there is something I could get..
Yes, its a mini walking machine. They only cost a tenner as well. I say only as if I actually have ten bucks.
As ever when I go out for a wander and take some photos I always end up showing some here.
Here is a picture of a rather nice fallen tree on one of the little beaches on Loch Lomond
and here is a washed up log…
we found lots of things actually. There was a dingy that had burst and washed up as well as a divers foot sock thing.
I put up more phots here if you are interested
A little heavy on the pictures I am afraid but I like them so what the heck. Claire and I woke up and decided to take a walk along the banks of loch Lomond today. It was a bright cold day and we thought it would be nice for a bit of de stressing as well.
It was lovely, we each picked up a rather nice stick – I had bought Claire special walking poles but we had left them behind as we thought we would not need them….we were wrong. We went off the beaten path slightly and Claire found a rope swing …
It looked like so much fun I decided to have a go as well….
Lots of fun was had….what was even nicer was the fact there was no the usuall hordes of people that are there during the summer, you could actually just walk about and enjoy the peace and quiet..
We found a little bay where the waves were getting swepped up by the wind
To top it off there was some lovely views in the distance …….
During the summer you regulary see guys out in boats fishing the loch. I have only ever fished Loch Lomond once from a boat, I was around 14/15 possibly younger and i went out with two brothers called Malky and Bill. Malky had caught a 29lb Salmon in the past and seemingly it was stuffed and mounted and on show in the pub that is on one of the islands of the loch.
We were not fishing the fly but trolling……pulling devon minnows or rapelas along behind the boat. We did not catch anything although I had my first taste of whiskey and had a can of beer (which was horrible) and got slightly tiddly.
Ahhhhh the days!!!
I have upgarded my blog and now have a completlet different layout. It is in fact rather nice. I may keep it for a while, or chop and change. I dont know yet
Should have posted this on valentines day but what the hell…..
head over here and read it!
I bought a book off ebay a while ago. Its a book called Dances with Trout by John Gierach.
Anyway, it had an inscription. It was stated in the auction so I was not bothered but the more I read it the more I wondered.
I hope we can find some time to dance with some of those infamous english trout. ? this spring.
It intrigues me. Why did the dad get rid of a book from his son? especially as it was inscribed. When it comes to books I can read them over and over again……… a bit like listening to a good song time and time again but this is kinda different. Maybe the father died and all his books were sold off or something. I mean it seems like a “loving” kind of inscription doesnt it? I think it does anyway…..its memories. Maybe the father and son had fallen out and the son had bought the book as a peace offering. It was over 10 years ago that the inscription was made.
coughing, sore throat, sore chest.
Im ill. Off placement.
I feel awful. Like really bad. Bloody awful in fact.
Wouldnt mind a shot at that ice fishing malarky. I have a friend over in Sweden who talks about it and says that it is most fun