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Posted On: August 1st 2025, 12:48 pm
I’ve waited my whole life to learn to fly fish. Turns out the rod isn’t magic, the fish aren’t desperate, and patience isn’t just a virtue, it’s a survival skill.
This past month spent in the Intermountain West, some sagebrush hiking therapy, and a few wise, slippery lady trout have taught me more about stillness, subtlety, and surrender than any yoga class ever could.
I came out here thinking I’d catch dinner. I caught grace.
#itwasagoodday
This past month spent in the Intermountain West, some sagebrush hiking therapy, and a few wise, slippery lady trout have taught me more about stillness, subtlety, and surrender than any yoga class ever could.
I came out here thinking I’d catch dinner. I caught grace.
#itwasagoodday
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a year agogingerselkie
I learned to throw a fly in 1995. I just couldn’t get it. I was practicing in my back yard when “The Weight” by the Band came on. It was the perfect beat to slow my approach down so the fly would float down like it should. Over the years I have come to appreciate the double meaning of taking a load off to perfect fly fishing. So glad you are enjoying your trip and discovering new things! 💚💚
a year agocoriealison
nothing better than stillness. When the birds start to sing. And the fish get comfortable. 💗
a year agograceannewwhite
Beautiful words inspired by such a beautiful landscape. Sounds like it has been a great trip.
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