A Limerick for our Time
I value this Club of mine.
It stands the test of time.
By the rod and the fly,
Winds of change and dark sky,
Together we’ll hold a tight line.
Anon
Wading and Watching by Doug Lynch
From The Quotable Fisherman by Nick Lyons, The Lyons Press, 1998.
The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of something that is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope. John Buchan, 1875-1940.
. . . neither time nor repetition has destroyed the illusion that the rise of a trout to a dry fly is properly regarded in the light of a miracle. Harold Blaisdell, The philosophical fisherman, 1969.
Doug Lynch sketch
We who go a-fishing are a peculiar people. Like other men and women in many respects, we are like one another, and like no others, in other respects. We understand each other’s thoughts by an intuition of which we know nothing. We cast our flies on many waters, where memories and fancies and facts rise, and we take them and show them to each other, and small or large, we are content with our catch. W. C Prime, I go a-fishing, 1873.
