stream thought

Well, I went to Tuscany with my 3 weight fly rod; walked down the valley to the river with a small tin of flies.

No go. The river was showing its bones. The water temperature was high; a heat wave and drought. My heart wasn't in it. The trout were probably barely surviving, gasping for oxygen. I wasn't about to make things more difficult for them.

And that's it!

There are times when it's not right to fish!