With darkness settling in and a whole bunch more catfish anglers arriving on the scene, Sean and I decided to pack it in and head off to our next appointment. As long as we kept the duck muck off our shoes, no one at our next meeting would even have to know that we had been happily fly fishing just minutes earlier.

I love this addiction called urban fly fishin’


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4 comments on this post.
  1. Ryan:

    That’s alot of brids in the tree

  2. Sean Fenner:

    Bunch of Cormorants. Those thing drive me crazy. I actually caught one on a woolly bugger one time!

  3. bath screens:

    Really like this post, thanks for writing.

  4. Dan Z:

    Thanks for the kind words. All the best and happy angling.

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