The Threat of a Line

Matt Dort


It was early October and it had rained significantly overnight. The anticipation to get to the river to fly fish for wild Atlantic Salmon was almost unbearable. However, like most of us, I had to go to work to pay for my fishing ☺. All day I watched the clock, and the final two hours of my work day seemed to go on forever. I couldn’t wait to get home, grab my gear, and head to the river.