A photographic journal.
They’re fly fishing’s little jewels, sometimes secreted in the back of beyond, sometimes hidden in plain sight. Small streams. Always beckoning, whatever the setting.
Take this little gem, tucked away near a large city. Look familiar? Isn’t Denver nearby? Portland? Salt Lake? Try Cape Town, South Africa.
What kind of nut flies halfway around the world to fish little mountain streams for bright little trout? Why fly fishers, of course. Who else?