I just realized why i spend so much freakin time on the rivers: MOMENTS... When the day comes when a guy cant get it on anymore, all he has left are those moments. My best:

1. First steelhead on the Sky when it was stil open in March.
2. Camping and fishing with Dad on a small Eastern WA trout stream
3. Watching my Buddy hang on as the biggest summer run i have ever seen tailwalked through the tailout of Proctor Creek
4. The "Big One" coming to the surface and seeing a tail the size of a dust pan disapear back into the depths

Perhaps fishing is all about putting in the time for the next "exciting fish" to come along...
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"I have a fair idea of what to expect from the river, and usually, because I fish it that way, the river gives me approximately what I expect of it. But sooner or later something always comes up to change the set of my ways..."
- Roderick Haig-Brown