A quick 2300 km drive brought me back to the mountains and waters of my childhood and youth. Waiting on the rain to let up so I can revisit some of the runs where I learned to flyfish.
Closest pattern I had to the emerging salmon flies. River is pretty high still and I couldn't access my favourite old haunts but still managed to hit a few rainbows.
That movie was shot about 700 km south of where I currently am. That story took place in Montana and mine is in the Monashee Mountains of southern British Columbia.
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