You wake up and it’s the first thing you think about, you’ve been dreaming about it, it’s an obsession, it’s hauting you. Outside you see the winter sun reflection’s on the roofs covered with snow. You get to the kitchen and you cannot stop watching the water coming out from the tap as you’re prepearing your first coffee. All you see is water, all you think about is fish. You have to fish, you have to get out, you have to do it you cannot bear to be miserable for another minute. You’ll fish no matter what, wherever you are. You’re a fly fisherman.<\/p>\n