Sporting Classics Digital

July/August 2015

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S P O R T I N G C L A S S I C S 7 9 clockwork for the better part of five hours. My arm would not ache from fighting big fish, my BWO emergers and cripples would not be chewed almost beyond recognition, and I would not be kicking back in a room on the banks of one of the country's finest trout streams with a huge grin on my face. And that would be a shame. Today was a great day on the water, and while I would have enjoyed fishing with my friend, I can't help but feel like I waded into the entire experience a little deeper because I was flying solo. If I could be so bold, I'd like to offer a little advice to those of you who always fish with a friend or family member. Every once in a while, sneak off on your own. I can't make any guarantees, of course, but experience has taught me that something awfully special awaits when you head to the river by yourself.

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