When I think of fly fishing, the wilder rivers of North Carolina come to mind, or even Hemingway’s Big Two Hearted River, in Michigan. I don’t think of Central Park, which is literally the center of New York City, a … Continue reading
When I think of fly fishing, the wilder rivers of North Carolina come to mind, or even Hemingway’s Big Two Hearted River, in Michigan. I don’t think of Central Park, which is literally the center of New York City, a … Continue reading