Meander Musings

It was in the early 2000s when we began embarking on our annual ‘Mancation’ to the Snowies to spend a few days in the high mountain streams together, learning the nuances of fly fishing, the blind leading the blind. Amazingly, we managed to bumble our way along and learned a bit as we went. We even caught a few fish, enough to keep us coming back anyway. It started out with just Steve and I. We met as teenagers and quickly discovered a shared love for fishing. I’d grown up fishing the saltwater of the NSW South Coast in places...