It's an odd fact of life that whichever side of the stream you're on, two-thirds of the best water is out of reach on the other side.

Something to think about: If you fish the wrong fly long and hard enough, it will sooner or later become the right fly.

I still enjoy the company of most dogs more than that of most people, because dogs are capable of uncomplicated enthusiasm.

Cell phones have changed us from a nation of self-reliant pioneer types into a bunch of men standing alone in supermarkets saying, ‘Okay, I’m in the tampon aisle, but I don’t see it.'

Okay, I'm in the tampon aisle, but I don't see it.

I know I'm a long way from greatness, but I am beginning to come at it in my own way. I can go through the basic motions pretty well, don't rely quite as religiously on specific fly patterns as I once did, have worked out ways of compensating for some of my most egregious weaknesses and have come to count heavily on timing because it's a hell of a lot easier to catch fish when the fish are biting.

It's an odd fact of life that whichever side of the stream you're on, two-thirds of the best water is out of reach on the other side.