Dunkings and Deservings

Before Robert DeMott fell ass over teakettle into the Madison river some time ago, he might have had pretensions of belonging to that fraternity of cover-shot-qualified anglers who fill the pages of fly fishing media. But instead, as he describes in “Deserve’s Got Nothing to Do With It,” the dunking served to remind him that we all “have to stand ready to play the fool when our time comes.”