Waters & words

A crisp August morning

As we steered across the vlei and ascended the slight rise on the Western side of the valley floor, the strong yellow rays of the sun lit the hill, and at its base the coruscating blue water came into view in a narrow strip.

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The light was brilliant in its clarity, but gentle in its insidious arrival, and soft in hue. The cold, on the other hand, was brutal and harsh. The puddles were iced on the way in and, but for the fact that there was no moisture in the air, there would have been a frost as severe as winter. It was neither winter nor spring. It was August: that in-between month of either hot or cold, but definitely dry.

Today was cold. The waders were icy, and I felt the need to pull on a beanie to cover my ears. 

There was a chop on the water from the fresh Westerly breeze, and the float tube rocked ever so slightly atop the crystal bowl of water that we were fishing. I had on an FMD. PD started with one too, but switched to a woolly bugger. He landed two Rainbows.

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They were strong fish, probably year-old’s from last years fry. I landed only one, which meant he was on tea duty.

Mind you, he is always on tea duty.

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2 responses

  1. Andrew, I’m always impressed when I read blogs from places other than the states. I forget sometimes that there are other beautiful waters and fish that I recognize. Thanks! – Howard

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    August 27, 2014 at 4:01 am

    • Thanks Howard. Indeed, and Trout are in some pretty diverse and unexpected places too!

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      August 27, 2014 at 5:01 pm

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