Somewhere in Utah there’s a river, and it’s green and cool and clear, and it’s full of trouts. Tomorrow is the first day of the season in France, and we’ll be back to our dear rivers, ferverish, waist deep again in the fly fishing dream. But from time to time, it’s true, I wish I were in Utah, walking along a river, green and cool and clear, and full of trouts. I would have a rod in my hand.[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UsnAQs76mw8]