The Angler

(A writing to Dewey Gillespie from a very respected friend AJH)


The tiny rod casts the tiny fly on the thread-like leader, and when the salmon takes and is hooked he is almost, but not quite, allowed complete freedom.  He may leap to escape the hook, although the impediment is so intangible he may return to his lie, driving forth again when the gentle strain makes him unsteady in his delicate state of balance and floatation.  It may take a long while, but gradually the fish is tired and finally he is landed gently, perhaps somewhat mesmerized by the steady persuasion of tackle he could have broken at any time by simply swimming away.