Great fishing tales.
To be sure, there are few places on earth that rival the Italian Alps for pure beauty and wonder. These ancient mountains were once a limestone seabed before they were thrust upwards millions of years ago. Today their picturesque peaks beckon to tourists from all parts of the world. This magical place was also for many years my home.
My wife and I moved to the tiny village of Tret in the Val di Non of northern Italy’s Trento Province in the fall of 2002. Being a lifelong fly fisherman, one of my first tasks was to sort out the question of whether or not my new home would equal my old home in Eugene, Oregon in terms of the quality of available fishing. The short answer, I soon found out, was no. However as with every no or yes, there are always qualifiers. To be sure, my old home…
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