Greatest FISHING
Where to Go to Get the BEST!
FROM THE STREAMS of southeastern Alaska and the Yukon territory, on down through Montana, Pennsylvania, Ontario and Maine, to the waters of the Florida Keys and the Everglades, and still further to the Isle of Pines, south of Cuba, and to the fabulous fishing waters of Tierra del Fuego and southwestern Argentina, I have followed Joe Brooks, the fishingest fisherman.
I am an envious sort of individual and even while following in Joe’s footsteps I have frequently run ahead of him, trying to beat him to some particular pool because I have always had one great ambition—to catch a bigger fish some day than Joe caught that day. Finally, down on the Rio Chimehuin, in the foothills of the Andes, I did it. I took a seven-pound rainbow that day, when the biggest Joe caught was about a five-pound brown. But in nearly 20 years of angling with one whom I consider the greatest fly fisherman in the world, that is the only time I
have ever beaten him.
A former football and baseball player, Joe brings to his fishing all the perfectionism of the true athlete and so skillful is he with his favorite fly rod that it is not unusual for other anglers to quit fishing just to watch the master angler in action.