I touched base a few hours ago, my mind full of Irish dreams, of green pastures and low stone walls, of ancient rocks and limestone rivers, of black water where the lake goes deep, where the pikes lie and there’s a fiddle in the wind. My arm is sore from ten hours a day on the ten weight, yet I’m already drawn into the next dream. Before I hit even harder the twelve for Normandie’s sharks, I strive for something delicate, something gentle like this caddis hatch on a river in the woods, beautifully caught by Bartek Kopacz and Marcin Zgrzywa. Perfect cut.[vimeo=https://vimeo.com/126400948]