On a recent fall morning i waded deep into the Sucker River ravine with a fly rod in my hand on a quest to catch the tail end of the North Shore salmon run. While I was too late for the salmon, the whole morning reminded me of a Herbert Hoover quote.
“To go fishing is the chance to wash one’s soul with pure air, with the rush of the brook, or with the shimmer of sun on blue water. It brings meekness and inspiration from the decency of nature, charity toward tackle-makers, patience toward fish, a mockery of profits and egos, a quieting of hate, a rejoicing that you do not have to decide a darned thing until next week. And it is discipline in the equality of men – for all men are equal before fish.” – Herbert Hoover