waking

in the parking lot there’s a van, not a car. there’s a van there because the van shows me these places and lets me snuggle up inside it, nice, warm and dry and wake up next to these beautiful places. ultimately, the van doesn’t really care where it is but as long as i’m happy, it puts up with all of my whims and takes me to the next lovely place to wake up and have coffee. anglers often talk of lines and rods, the latest clip-on zingers and cool caps to wear but in the end, the most important fishing accessory i could have is the van.

north west coast of England

 

places i wake up

wasn’t sure if i’d make it to the Irish International Fly Fair in Killyleagh this year but the plane tickets are booked, little and big details are being arranged and there’s going to be a lot of time spent trying to condense tying materials and all the little goodies that might be needed for a two day tying event including fishing before and after ! of course i have no idea what to tie…

this pic was from last year’s fair. i had driven up from the south of France and gotten there pretty late so i looked for a nice place to park the van and spend the night. the sky was clouded over and dark but i knew there was water nearby, i could smell it. this is what i saw in the morning when i slid open door.