Headed Home

Headed Home

Matt Klara | Sunday, 12 August 2018

The roar of the river alone commands respect.

The churning white water - powerful enough to carve a canyon through solid basalt.

We came without flyrods to enjoy the sun, and the river.

When the first fish flew from the churning foam, it surprised us.

Then, one after another, they amazed, shocked, entertained, and humbled us with their wildness, power, grace, and determination.

Their devotion to the cause is so absolute that some die trying to make it home - beaten, battered, and dashed on the rocks.

But, wild and powerful like the river they ascend, many make it over.

Some make it look so easy it defies belief.

Take Care and Fish On,