Thought provoking words – Memories are a major part of fishing. Their pleasures reach back through years to favorite rivers and familiar pools. The mind is a rich assemblage of recollections, planning tactics for the future and remembering the companions of other seasons. Some of those companions will no longer join us for the fly-hatches of the coming spring, and the continuing life of the river is a reminder of our own mortality. – Remembrances of the Past ….. Ernst Schwiebert
His words stirred my own recollections from a number of years ago and one in particular –
The weather turned foul and there was little prospect for fishing. We passed most of the day and evening in a deep valley below the towering escarpment, hunkered around the fire in conversation and drinking copious amounts of coffee. A sense of connection crept into my awareness and a realisation that exploring our place in the wilderness is an extremely powerful and essential human instinct. Unlike the complexities of living in the city, to survive in these wild places daily routines take on a simplicity of basic needs; finding shelter from the elements, collecting water and wood, food preparation. It is in all of us, a fundamental relationship with the natural world.