Posted on March 16 2007
“Blue wing olives — or maybe midges — danced on the surface with impunity, the way insects do when there’s no danger of trout in the vicinity. I tied on an artificial variation of the insect, letting my fly join the real thing in not getting eaten.” Janet Urquhart describes her first day on the water this year as a sartorial disaster, punctuated by a series of mishaps. In the Aspen [Colorado] Times.
Jack Nicklaus must have the same thoughts occasionally, evidenced by a new golf course near some favorite New Zealand fishing spots on the North Island.