The Enchantments of a Creek
Though Marty Cheek doesn’t talk fly fishing in this column, he does share a thoughtful experience of the private reveries a small stream can provide. “At the sun’s center, countless photons – little packets of light – rip out of the nucleus of hydrogen atoms in a never-ceasing series of atomic explosions. These photons find their way to the sun’s surface and stream away into the vacuum of space. Most head straight into the blackness of the universe — perhaps a few reaching worlds far, far away. But a tiny percentage manage to find Earth. And some of them now finish their 93 million mile journey to pass through the cloud layer above and reach their destination – the Coyote Creek.” In California’s Hollister Free Lance.