Nara's first fish

The little stream is very close to town. I fished there almost everyday after work when I lived here. Every turn and twist is imprinted on my brain. I took the girls out for a cool overcast afternoon on the old creek to see how the fish were doing. As the sky began to drizzle a little we stepped into an old familiar run and saw the little yellow flashes of the browns darting around taking small emergers. We took our time working up the bends, seeing how old holes had been filled, new ones created. Eventhough the flows were low in the late summer, the fish ate with abandon and we seemed to be catching them wherever we set the fly. It was just one of those magical afternoons.

My daughter is so curious and wants to touch and feel everything. She meets her first trout......

Mom takes one after a long dry spell of fishing.....

Let me get one Dad!

My little friends, still doing fine.....


  1. It doesn't get better than this. You have a beautiful family mrlee.

  2. The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet. (James Oppenheim)

    looks so happy....