"Having grown up with a trout stream literally in my backyard, from earliest memory they have been as much as part of life as mountains and forests. I took much for granted about these waters, which the ‘nuking’ of the Upper Sacramento in 1991 brought to my attention. Though I did, for example, discover the pleasures of gardening during the ensuing years, watching vegetables grow failed somehow to replace both watching a trout roll over on a dry, or the telltale yank on a well drifted nymph."