Not that much variation of photo captions is it?
Some mornings are extra special and extra beautiful. You get in the car, meet up with a new fishing friend and go to a place where you haven’t fished for 25 years. You are met by a fantastic scenery, the morning mist is just going away, the lake is still and the boat awaits you to take you out to where the big pikes lure.
“Which way are we going” – I said to my friend.
“We are going the way of the :/Fly:/” – he replied.
And that my friends was exactly where we went…