I saw a whole duck disappear this evening. Not one of my flies, not a duckling; a whole, adult duck.
I heard (and saw) the fish charge through the reed bed, heard the commotion as it hit and then the plaintive cries of the duck. Noises that shouldn’t ever come out of a duck.
Its mate was crying for it as I waded towards the scene, only in time to watch the alien queen sink back into the security of the reeds.
Did it bother me? Not especially; that’s nature, after all. But it’s nice to know that she’s still in there and that she gets hungry from time to time…….
“If you keep at it long enough, one day you may witness some greater disturbance, some rushing breach of the water’s surface so startling and violent and exhilarating that you too will suddenly, and always thereafter, believe in monsters” Paul Schullery
Yeah; I guess I’ve been around for quite a while, now.