My Moby Dick
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In the Berkshire mountains, novelist and avid outdoorsman William Humphrey discovers a gigantic, one-eyed brown trout lazing in the shallows of a roadside stream. Between three and four feet long and weighing more than thirty pounds, it is a fish too big not to be fished for. It is also, therefore, a fish too big to be caught.
Yet Humphrey resolves to do just that, and with a dry fly, no less. What follows is a season-long pursuit of the impossible as the amateur angler practices his technique, devises schemes for getting old One-eye to bite, and steels himself for the climactic showdown. Man and trout will find that they have much to learn from each other.
One of the finest fishing stories ever published, My Moby Dick is a small masterpiece about a whale of a fish.
This ebook features an illustrated biography of William Humphrey including rare photos form the author’s estate.
William Humphrey
William Humphrey (1924–1997) was born in Clarksville, Texas. Neither of his parents went to school beyond the fifth grade, and during the height of the Great Depression his father hunted in the snake-infested swamplands of the Sulphur River to help feed the family. Humphrey left Clarksville at age thirteen and did not return for thirty-two years. By then he was the internationally acclaimed author of two extraordinary novels set in his hometown: Home from the Hill, a National Book Award finalist that became an MGM film starring Robert Mitchum, and its follow-up, The Ordways, which the New York Times called “exhilaratingly successful.” Eleven highly praised works of fiction and nonfiction followed, including Farther Off from Heaven, a memoir about Humphrey’s East Texas boyhood and his father’s tragic death in an automobile accident; The Spawning Run and My Moby Dick, two delightful accounts of the joys and travails of fly fishing; and No Resting Place, a novel about the forced removal of the Cherokee nation along the Trail of Tears. A longtime professor of English and writing at Bard College and other schools, Humphrey was the recipient of awards from the American Academy of Arts and Letters and the Texas Institute of Arts and Letters.
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My Moby Dick - William Humphrey
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CALL ME BILL. SOME YEARS AGO—never mind how long precisely—I thought I would go fishing. It is a way I have of driving away the spleen, and after a winter spent in the Berkshire Mountains of Massachusetts, I had a whale of a swollen spleen. Whenever this happens; whenever I find myself snarling at little children; whenever I stop being grateful that my bottle is half full and start grumbling that it is half empty; whenever I get to thinking of committing myself to a mental institution like the handy one there in Stockbridge—then I account it high time to go fishing as soon as I can, as soon as the season opens—if it ever does. The poet who wrote, If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
had never spent a winter waiting for spring to come to the Berkshires.
Now, when I say I am in the habit of going fishing whenever I begin to grow stir-crazy, I do not mean to have it inferred that I am tormented by an itch for places remote, that I feel the lure of wild and distant seas and mysterious monsters of the deep. Not for me marlin in the Gulf or swordfish off the Patagonian coast. Such fishing costs money, and if I have been saved from evil it is by never having had much of the root of it all. I leave such sport to adventurers who enjoy airplanes and superhighways, motels and roadside franchise food. I never like to journey more than about five miles from home to go fishing, although a reliable report of really good sport can tempt me as far away as ten. When I go fishing I too want to get away from it all, for it is silence and solitude even more than it is fish that I am seeking; but I do not want to have to go far to find it. As for big fish, all is relative. Not every tuna is a trophy. Compared to, say, pickerel, every whale is a whale, but not every whale is a big whale. There are small whales. Every species has its prodigies, and these are not always found where you might expect to find them. While men go in search of them in wild and distant places, it may well be that the monarch of them all lies at this very moment in the shallow waters of that unlikely looking little stream just over the hill behind the house. Tarpon of a hundred pounds are common, and earn their catchers no glory; but Mr. T. S. Hudson got his name in the record book, where it has stood for a generation, by catching a four-and-three-quarter-pound bluegill. To land it must have taken fully five minutes. Which is the pan-fishing equivalent of the three days’ battle between Moby Dick and the crew of the Pequod.
Now, when I go fishing, I do not hitch a boat to my bumper or clamp a canoe on top of the car and head for the nearest lake. A lake is all too apt to have in and on it other boats, bathers, waterskiers, and for me fishing is an act as private as prayer. Besides, when you’ve seen one lake you’ve seen them all, whereas old Heraclitus tells us you can never ascend the same river twice. No boats for me. I do not travel light when I go fishing; I go laden with gear, much of which I seldom use; but a boat is too big a piece of tackle for me. A boat demands so much attention itself, either rowing it or bailing it out, that it interferes with the fishing. The fisherman who fishes from a boat must needs be a boatman, too; me, I am a fisherman pure and simple. To sit in a boat requires patience I have not got. I am sedentary but not that sedentary. I combine hiking with my fishing; when I catch nothing, as is most often the case, I console myself with the thought that I have at least gotten my exercise.
But the principal reason for my dislike of boats is my dislike of impounded water, still water, flat water, silent water, which is to say, stagnant, murky, tepid, weedy, scummy water; nor do I admire the kinds of fish that favor such water. Give me