Fly Fishing: To the McCloud River, California

Earlier this summer, I stood in the McCloud River, breathing in the fresh air, listening to the fresh snowmelt clashing against the rocks. I had made it home, to a place I feared I would never see again.

My name is Mark. I am twenty-six years old. I love to chase my dream about trout water. In the last summer, I went to the Mc Cloud River with Mr. Davis(a blogger and one of a very good family friend). I love saying that the trip is a memory I cherish. The trip was a milestone for me.


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