there is nothing like waking before dawn on a chilly fall day to stand knee deep in the ocean bracing yourself from the incoming tide while waiting, hoping, casting for the stripers
sunrise over the lake at dan’s summer cabin
Fly fishing the surf at sunrise in Maui
Watching the sun rise over my grandfather’s fields with the birds twittering about, talking to my grandmother over a cup of coffee on the porch of her farmhouse. Or, waking to the melody of trout water while in my tent on the bank of one of the best fishing rivers in this country.