With seasonal changes happening the traditional fishing trip to one of my favourite mountain streams on the opening day of each new season annually on 1 September, seems to becoming a thing of the past. But, it doesn’t change that joyous occasion when the spring rains finally arrive and the natural world is full of new life, the browns of winter are replaced with shades of green and the streams rush, tumble and sparkle again.
Yesterday, nearly 2 months late, I spent a few hours with Jonothan Fickling, despite the grey skies and intermittent rain squalls, fishing in the mountains to celebrate the prospects of the new season ahead.
It was a good day in good company and with my Stephen Boshoff bamboo rod. Being in the natural environment, bursting with new life, the sights, the sounds and the earthy smells, feeling the tug of the cold, clear water around my legs, watching the small, beautiful buttery coloured, spotted brownies rise to our offerings of fur and feather, was good for the soul.
Photo – Jono Fickling
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