Ever since I was a teenager, I’ve had a “happy place” down by the bridge of the local stream. There is something meditative about feeling the water flowing past your skin. Suddenly you notice the temperature and speed of the water, along with it the smells of earth.

There are mostly brown trout in the creek, because it gets pretty warm in the summer. Warm enough to be able to ditch the chest waders and actually get into the water with just shorts and sandals on. If you want to catch fish, you must think like a fish. By feeling the water. Then it will come natural.