S P O R T I N G C L A S S I C S • 79
where
The rivers
ran red
A minute of silence, a minute
of stillness, is the least you
can do when fishing a river
haunted by bloody battles of
the past.
By Walter Wetherell
where
The rivers
ran red
A minute of silence, a minute
of stillness, is the least you
can do when fishing a river
haunted by bloody battles of
the past.
By W.D. Wetherell
