whirl-whirl, swirl and twirl

make my head spin till it falls off.

twist and wind

as in: twist my ankles getting in and out of there and wind up getting lost on the way out.
just parts of what makes a great day streamside i suppose…

moon above

 

and moon below.

(i’m loving the big-eared piggy top left !)

-and a little something in between-

call it novelty, the little boy-like excitement of working out the ins and outs of a new camera kit or just a distraction from fly fishing or whatever you’d want, but i’m having a blast mostly focusing on and recording the natural elements that surround the fly fishing world without actually doing a lot of fishing: i’m really enjoying the break.

regular readers will have noticed over the last few months scarcely any new posts here directly related to fishing, fly casting, fly tying and while that’s probably just a passing thing i’ll continue this current urge/theme until it wears out or something else comes about.

as well, regular readers will also have noticed that The Limp Cobra has acquired a new name: Fiat Lux
which was the name of my photo studio what seems like several lifetimes ago.
it’s Latin for ‘Let there be Light’, the fundamental element of photography (bring it on !) with the added bonus that it sounds weird, funny or rather, funky,  just like The Limp Cobra…
i’m changing or maybe just blending to a past self so it seems normal that this site should follow along.

apart from the site’s title all content will of course remain the same.
all previously posted tying, casting, kit and fishing articles are right there where they’ve always been and can be accessed through the top bar menus of any page, in the Categories section at the bottom of any page or by using the Search bar also at the bottom of any page so hopefully there’s a little something for everyone even if i primarily focus on the eye candy.

as always thanks for stopping by, i hope you’ll come back.
marc

‘Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey’


~ George Gordon Byron

globulorbs

a history/geography teacher once told me that if you stared at maps long enough you’d start seeing things you never thought where there and the more you looked, the more you’d see.
as i was maybe ten years old at the time the gent’s probably not around anymore but if he was i’d tell him it works with all sorts of things, notably water.

i’d also tell him how much his influence, not only in maters of maps but on myriad subjects, has stayed with me since and have made me, at least in my mind, a better person. i guess i’d tell him i love him too.