NZ Fish & Game - - Front Page - Pho­tos: Stu Hastie Words: Bob South

IT’S THE MO­MENT MANY AN AN­GLER LIVES for, ar­guably the most pow­er­ful in­duce­ment in fly fish­ing – silken wa­ters, a wind­less late af­ter­noon/ evening, a wan­ing, but still warm sun, which to­gether cre­ate per­fect, even el­e­gant, fish­ing con­di­tions.

Then, al­most mys­te­ri­ously, a dim­ple shat­ters the wa­ter here, a mean­ing­ful plop there, fol­lowed by

a dra­matic ring rise. The snout that cre­ated this sphere of per­fec­tion gen­tly lifted to the sur­face to sip in an un­sus­pect­ing in­sect.

A quick glance around this heav­enly river scene and all is re­vealed. Mayflies are start­ing to emerge and flit­ter hither and yon. An an­gler’s heart quick­ens. Sud­denly it’s on.

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