Dances With Trout
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- ¥1,400
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Brilliant, witty, perceptive essays about fly-fishing, the natural world, and life in general by the acknowledged master of fishing writers.
With the wry humor and wit that have become his trademark, John Gierach writes about his travels in search of good fishing and even better fish stories. In this new collection of essays on fishing—and hunting—Gierach discusses fishing for trout in Alaska, for salmon in Scotland and for almost anything in Texas. He offers his perceptive observations on the subject of ice-fishing, getting lost, fishing at night, tournaments and the fine art of tying flies. Gierach also shares his hunting technique, which involves reading a good book and looking up occasionally to see if any deer have wandered by.
Always entertaining, often irreverent and illuminating, Gierach invites readers into his enviable way of life, and effortlessly sweeps them along. As he writes in Dances with Trout, “Fly-fishing is solitary, contemplative, misanthropic, scientific in some hands, poetic in others, and laced with conflicting aesthetic considerations. It’s not even clear if catching fish is actually the point.”
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The steps of this dance will be familiar to Gierach fans: wry, just-might-be-true fishing reports from road trips, river floats and Rocky Mountain hikes, set to the rhythms of a restrained, good-natured polka. This collection of 18 witty pieces, most of which appeared originally in his column for Sports Afield , could have been titled ``Dances with Salmon, Deer and Texas Bass and Cha-Chas with Grouse All Over the Place.'' Gierach relates more hunting adventures here than in such earlier collections as Sex, Death and Fly-Fishing ; the salmon story relates a full-dress British ritual expedition in Scotland, in which Gierach comes across a little like Ralph Cramden on a PGA tour. Most of these pieces demonstrate the author's low-key storytelling style, which occasionally strains, perhaps under the pressure of producing a regular column. Fans will rate this collection somewhere below his classic Where the Trout Are All as Long as Your Leg.
