Posted on April 13 2013
With the depth of perception always offered readers, Louis Cahill recounts his experience from wading the Denver Carp Slam on the once pristine South Platte to small headwaters in Wyoming, all with a nagging leg. But through hardships and pain, bad bears and breakdowns, Cahill looks back, writing, “When I say I love to fish, that’s the kind of love I’m talking about. The kind of love that comes with pain and struggle and death. The kind of love you eventually wish you had never known.”