
Next time you're out on the water, take a minute to smell the roses. Divorce yourself from the act of fishing and revel in the smell and feel of the breeze. Watch the way the wind moves the pines, the motion of the clouds overhead, and the patterns of the shadows on the ground they create. Listen to lapping of the
stream side water and commit to memory the
iridescence of the fish as they lazily meander the
length of the stream. Enjoy being and not so much doing.