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“He didn’t know a thing about fishing, although he’d been studying books. We talked about finding the rocks behind which they lurk, waiting for the current to deliver dinner. We talked about eddies, and undercut banks, and flies and nymphs that imitate insect larvae. He lapsed, suddenly, into a fit of coughing.”
Pete Aleshire encounters a lone angler at the bottom of the Grand Canyon in the Payson (Arizona) Roundup.

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