Posted on September 30 2012
For a fly fishing baptism, Nicky Holford enters the peculiar world of nymphs, stoneflies, and rubber legs on a float down the Snake River. “As I wander along Snake River en route to the main lodge for another mountain-man breakfast, I’m told I’ve just missed an osprey catch a trout and a bald eagle wrestle it away in mid-air. Such sparring is not uncommon.”
And so begins Holford’s induction to the Wild West in a Telegraph article, detailed with travel advice from airlines to lodging.