Four hours...one fish. What a ratio!
oh well, I'll use the old cliché saying...I don't care how many I catch, it’s just being out there that counts...
If that were the case I'd go "out there" without my fishing rod....at any rate, it sounds nice.
Here is a pic of the one that didn't get away, complete with another cliché, the old "fly rod in the teethe pose!!!"
The true Joy of the day was my buddy Eric using a fly rod to fish for the first time, welcome to the brotherhood man!!!