The King of Fish

 If a man can put a spinner from 20 yards under an overhanging tree onto the mouth of a fresh salmon then he has accomplished everything in life. You meet very few anglers in life like Davy Nolan. Anyone can catch fish in big rivers with thousands of salmon. It’s the angler that catch a salmon in a tiny stream that’s overgrown and has a handful of salmon running. To know a river like Davy is to master the age old tradition that is fishing. Nobody will ever know the streams that I grew up fishing like he did. Growing up I didn’t want to meet anyone other than these long lost men. I fished with best of them as child. You can categorise them you have the killers, the wannabes, the know it alls etc etc… Most anglers on the river bank are there for the catch, the validation, to prove themselves. Few are there for the love of it. The river draws the delinquents, the madmen, the lost and most of all the men that when you go to war they will always stand. The real anglers like Davy will know the colour of the water and the exact lie in any pool. If there is a heaven and a river runs through it then that’s where I will meet Davy again.

 Salmon the king of fish. The only fish that really matters.