Next week I’m going Scotland to hang with family and, theoretically, learn to fly fish on the river Tay. I say theoretically since I have embarrassingly limited depth perception, as demonstrated by my tendency to fall off side walks and bang in to furniture. I fully expect to “catch” everything (sleeves, rocks, hats of my fellow fisherman) except an actual fish.

Whatever happens, it’s an extraordinary opportunity, and I’m incredibly grateful to go. When I get back, I promise a post on the superiority British crisps, as well as some pictures (let’s hope there’s a fish in there!). For now, I leave you with the Tay.

Image from Gulabinoutdoors.com


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