Crosscurrents: A Fly Fisher's ProgressOne of the most eccentric and riveting voices to be heard in the world of fly fishing has his say on just about every aspect of angling. |
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But as this particular monologue is about fly fishing , I have to presume it's a subject at least nominally interesting to you . And , well , I write because some of those navel - gazing fly - fishing essays are among my very favorite ...
But as this particular monologue is about fly fishing , I have to presume it's a subject at least nominally interesting to you . And , well , I write because some of those navel - gazing fly - fishing essays are among my very favorite ...
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And at least in part why I don't live in East Tennessee . Like many Southerners with literary inclinations , I needed to grow distant from my roots before I could look back and truly see them — the deafening contradictions of folks ...
And at least in part why I don't live in East Tennessee . Like many Southerners with literary inclinations , I needed to grow distant from my roots before I could look back and truly see them — the deafening contradictions of folks ...
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... the most ardent of today's soft city trout fishers , shiny RC cans and Copenhagen boxes tell of recent visitors who knew the area and knew what they were doing ; the stream held only a few fish over five inches , at least for us .
... the most ardent of today's soft city trout fishers , shiny RC cans and Copenhagen boxes tell of recent visitors who knew the area and knew what they were doing ; the stream held only a few fish over five inches , at least for us .
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... who mean to guard it from interlopers , at least until some oldtimer from Rafter or Coker Creek blows one of their fly - bespeckled - hat - wearing heads off . " Locals are locals , " says Steve Moore between mouthfuls of barbecue .
... who mean to guard it from interlopers , at least until some oldtimer from Rafter or Coker Creek blows one of their fly - bespeckled - hat - wearing heads off . " Locals are locals , " says Steve Moore between mouthfuls of barbecue .
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Denial is not just a river in Egypt , and if we can deny the passage of time with inanimate objects — or at least convince ourselves that we can — well , what the hell ? So it's no wonder that an aging fly - fishing obsessive who ...
Denial is not just a river in Egypt , and if we can deny the passage of time with inanimate objects — or at least convince ourselves that we can — well , what the hell ? So it's no wonder that an aging fly - fishing obsessive who ...
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CROSSCURRENTS: A Fly Fisher's Progress
Gebruikersrecensie - KirkusA fireside collection of fly-fishing pieces, touched with—but not drowned in—folksy wisdom and whimsy, from Gray's Sporting Journal editor and columnist Babb. These short essays are divided into two ... Volledige review lezen
Crosscurrents: A Fly Fisher's Progress
Gebruikersrecensie - Not Available - Book VerdictEvery few years one wonders if the fountain of talented essayists on fly-fishing is running dry. Then someone like Babb (editor of Gray's Sporting Journal since 1997) comes along. In this outstanding ... Volledige review lezen
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The Idiocy of Youth | 61 |
New Roots from Old | 71 |
A Pond of Ones Own | 77 |
Leave It to Beavers | 117 |
Gone Mad in the Midday Sun | 125 |
Thy Rod and Thy Staff | 133 |
Branching Out | 141 |
Appleknocker Time | 147 |
Cabo Wabo | 155 |
Defenders of Midway | 165 |
Ursa Major | 177 |
In the Wake of Henry D | 87 |
Alone on a Nameless Stream | 95 |
Against the Grain | 103 |
Ungava Ungawa | 189 |
A Proper Toff | 201 |
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Pagina 1 - No life, my honest scholar, no life so happy and so pleasant as the life of a well-governed angler; for when the lawyer is swallowed up with business, and the statesman is preventing or contriving plots, then we sit on cowslip banks, hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us.
Pagina 141 - Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.
Pagina 95 - I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. A man thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will. Solitude is not measured by the miles of space that intervene between a man and his fellows.
Pagina 2 - We commonly do not remember that it is, after all, always the first person that is speaking. I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well.
Pagina 94 - Nature, though it be mid-winter, is ever in her spring, where the moss-grown and decaying trees are not old, but seem to enjoy a perpetual youth; and blissful, innocent Nature, like a serene infant, is too happy to make a noise, except by a few tinkling, lisping birds and trickling rills ? What a place to live, what a place to die and be buried in ! There certainly men would live forever, and laugh at death and the grave.
Pagina 71 - ... the blue-jay, and the woodpecker, the scream of the fish-hawk and the eagle, the laugh of the loon, and the whistle of ducks along the solitary streams; at night, with the hooting of owls and howling of wolves; in summer, swarming with myriads of black flies and mosquitoes, more formidable than wolves to the white man. Such is the home of the moose, the bear, the caribou, the wolf, the beaver, and the Indian.
Pagina 61 - however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived in a way the consciousness of which is so unpleasant to him in later life that he would gladly, if he could, expunge it from his memory.
Pagina 71 - It is a country full of evergreen trees, of mossy silver birches and watery maples, the ground dotted with insipid, small, red berries, and strewn with damp and moss-grown rocks, — a country diversified with innumerable lakes and rapid streams, peopled with trout...