Pop wanted to teach Charlie to fish. He used flies, but found Charlie a cut-down spinning rod for practice.
At the secret pool, Pop told him the trick was feeling when to release the trigger.
Charlie’s line crashed into the water.
Soon, Charlie wanted to go. His spinner kept shearing off the water. Pop said no trout would fall for that.
Pop’s line hushed through the air. The fly hit the water and the surface dappled. He reeled it in steadily.
Charlie tried again.
For an hour, they stood on the bank, casting and reeling patiently. Hoping; but not expecting.
