Drawn to the River
He is a celebrity of sorts. Someone you may know… standing knee-deep in rushing water, braced against the powerful current, and determined to catch a fish. The accomplished angler loops his fly line gracefully, drops a tiny fly into a shadowy river seam and coaxes a subtle strike. He lifts his rod and the Vaal River yellowfish races cross-current, shouldering a path between the rocky pools.
Moments later, he kneels in the river and examines the fish closely, turning it back and forth as sunlight dances across its scales. He points to the wide range of colour often overlooked by hasty anglers. “There are endless variations of colour in each fish. Like a fingerprint, no two are the same.-The long
