A Sunset Moment on The Coeur d’Alene River
He had a freshly lit cigar in his left hand and a fly rod in his right.
His attire was comfortably simple…a mesh ball cap, t-shirt, cargo shorts, and croc-sandals.
His presence was confidently content, wading in the calm river, like he had been here many times before.
As he waved his fly from air to river, air to river and back to river, I could smell the scent of his sweet cigar rising to where I was standing on the bridge just above him.
He briefly looked up to me and with the cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth, requested, “Let me know where you see the big ones!”
I replied, “Will do! But judging from looking at you, I’m betting it doesn’t matter if you catch a thing.”
“Nope!” he said, as he hit the hole across the water with his fly.
As I stared at this man who was knee deep in water, I could not help but wish I were him…at that moment…in that place. Fishing in the sunset on the Coeur d’Alene River.
He was one spectator away from having the perfect spot. But again, I don’t think I even bothered him in his moment.
As I longed for a moment such as his, I was blessed to realize we were both sharing the same moment!
His moment was with a cast of a fly rod, a stogie, and croc-sandals.
My moment was with the cast iron of two Dutch-ovens, my family, and a camp fire I had briefly strayed from just up the river.
We were both sharing a Sunset moment on the Coeur d’Alene River!