"It is a cold and blustery evening but indoors by the fire, the atmosphere is comfortable and warm as always. Our eager fisherman and his faithful friend spent many enjoyable nights just like this. However, by the end of the cold season, both were anxious to be fishing once again. 

It was a tedious task tying flies in such a delicate fashion, but both looked forward to spring when fishing was at its finest. The long flickering shadows of those evenings are just a fond memory now that our fisherman has gone. Yet one can almost still see a fine trail of smoke from his old pipe through the burning flames as the evening draws near."

- James Lumbers