

A Step in the River, in the Right Direction
Bob’s solitude was shattered by a sight no fisherman could imagine. Fly rod in hand, he was studying a favorite stretch of the North Branch for clues to guide his first cast. A dozen folks in waders, but without vests or rods, came walking around the bend in the River—in the middle of the River—chatting and pointing. One of them waded over to explain they are local conservation groups, together with a professional who does their river improvement projects, meeting with three