You live in a big city, you wake up early and you go spend a couple of hours on a lawn, flying your line. You see, despite the cars and their fumes, despite the thirtieth clown wanting to know whether you’ve got any luck, despite the beautiful rivers that flow so far away, despite all this, all of a sudden, the line becomes alive and you can feel the beating heart of flyfishing pulsing in you.

Christopher Rownes is a dancer, and a poet.[vimeo=https://vimeo.com/91515500]