There are those who cope with benzodiazepines, those who drink, those who hit a bag, or someone, those who run, who swim. And there are fishermen, fly fishermen, who often have a piece of nature stuck at the core of their brain. And all the parking lot ritual when you get dressed for the ceremony prepares you for this: you step aboard, you slowly leave the banks, and you are back at your true place. Where you belong. Listening, as Pallot beautifully says, the sounds that we were originally programmed to hear. So, alright, it’s a commercial. But it doesn’t give me much desire for coolers. Rather it gives me a brutal urge to be on the water.[vimeo=https://vimeo.com/165457803]