I can’t sleep. All I can think about is the fishing trip I have planned for tomorrow. Every time I close my eyes all I see is my fly line whipping back and forth as the sun peaks over the horizon and hits the glassy waters in front of me.
Photo taken by @borntofly
Laying the perfect line out and watching as my fly touched down on the surface, creating the smallest of ripples when it does. Then as I start to strip my line back in towards me the only thing I can hope to see is something like this
Photo taken by me
With the end result of....
Photo taken by me using the timer option on my iPhone
And that my friends, is what I am hoping for bright and early at 6am (six hours from now) in the morning. Because right now I can think of no better way to decompress after a long week of hard work.