Storm Dorian

Storm Dorian

Gary Meyer | Tuesday, 3 September 2019

I am writing this a few days ahead of time as come Monday I will possibly be without power and internet. South Florida has been sweating the approach of Hurricane Dorian. During the past week there has been a sense of panic across the local area and all kinds of emergency preparations took place both privately and at the State and municipal level. The good news, for us at the very southern end, the storm now seems to be taking a more northern track that will spare the bottom of the state from full hurricane force winds. But for quite a few days it seemed like we were in the crosshairs.

In even the most dire situations there is always humor. A quote popped up on-line that well stated the reality in dark humor terms – “Waiting for a hurricane is like being stalked by a turtle”.


The best news, as far as I am concerned, is that the Everglades should feel the smallest storm effects of any area throughout the entire State of Florida. The emergency preparations required by my job, and the physical labor of protecting my home are bad enough, but having my favorite place on earth devastated by the forces of nature is easily the worst part. I am grateful that the effects down there should be minimal.


In a case of almost perverse bad timing, I am currently reading the book, “The Uninhabitable Earth – Life after Warming”, by David Wallace –Wells. I have just begun, but the story line is easily guessed. We have passed the point of retaining the norm and what we have just begun to experience is only the beginning of a very long and unfortunate decline. I have already decided what I will take away from reading this book: if your main enjoyment in life has to do with interacting with nature as it is today, you better do it as much as you can - now.


Fly fishing, of course, has been off the menu. But, I have had the pleasure over the previous few weeks to work with a very dedicated older gentleman who has an upcoming trip of a lifetime to Belize to flyfish for the big three. He has come to the sport a bit late but he does not lack for dedication. It has been a real pleasure to observe his steady and impressive progress.


During our last session, while working on double hauling, he had that wonderful but elusive “Ah Ha!” moment when suddenly it all clicked. Almost instantly he doubled or tripled his distance, his loops took shape, and he began getting the fly in the general location of the target. We were both grinnin’ like a possum eatin’ sweet ‘taters!


His trip is in about a week so hopefully we can get in one more session, but with the wind predicted to jump to gale force tomorrow night that might be tough. I’ll let y’all know how he and the Everglades make out.