The Fish Gods Must be Laughing

About five years ago I started teaching my wife Sonya to spey cast. To be sure it was a struggle, and probably not because she’s a bad student, but more that I’m a crappy instructor. But as time rolled on she got better and better. My instructions for swinging the fly were fairly technical, looking for my bugs to track a certain way. It wasn’t long before she started hooking fish, and then a lot more fish. These days I sneak peeks to see what she’s doing that I’m not. I usually just shout some more instructions, grit my teeth, and tell myself, “It’s going to be okay, just keep swinging!”


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