Not necessarily by choice, did this couple get drawn into fly-fishing. Perhaps it was destiny, perhaps a natural interest, but maybe it was the favorite haunts made more exciting by a rippling stream, a fly zipping across the surface, and a glistening trout sucking the fly into its depths and then disappearing.
"It's mocking you," is the wife's famous phrase.
Silence. is the husband's reply as he concentrates and hopes for the perfect drift.

Their fishing tales of woe and glory are here to be fished out. The husband's ones of victory, perhaps small or large, and his failures, perhaps too many to write down. The wife's ones of rookie-status frustrations, of lines tied into trees, broken leaders, and trout yet to be captured by fly.