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Off the Grid
by Toby Swank
Maybe it’s just the fact that I’m getting older now, but fishing is becoming more and more about all the things that go into fishing than about actually fishing. I find myself less worried about fly selection, partially because I can no longer see anything smaller than a size 16, and looking more for the happy fish than the picky fish. Familiar waters feel more like home while I still hold hope for the promise of the unknown. So, every once in a while, I grab a box of big flies and head out for the unknown waters that lie beyond the reach of cell towers, shuttle drivers, and any sane fisherman wondering around Montana this time of year.
Off the Grid
by Toby Swank
Maybe it’s just the fact that I’m getting older now, but fishing is becoming more and more about all the things that go into fishing than about actually fishing. I find myself less worried about fly selection, partially because I can no longer see anything smaller than a size 16, and looking more for the happy fish than the picky fish. Familiar waters feel more like home while I still hold hope for the promise of the unknown. So, every once in a while, I grab a box of big flies and head out for the unknown waters that lie beyond the reach of cell towers, shuttle drivers, and any sane fisherman wondering around Montana this time of year.