We got up at 4:15 to be on the water at 5. Unfortunately, the fish didn’t seem to care that we were there.
Then the rain started. Not all over. Mostly to the west and a little bit overhead.
In the east, where the sun hadn’t yet moved above the horizon, the sky was mostly clear.
And then came the magic. With the sun beaming up from below the skyline, my friend Norm Klayman and I watched the formation of the most spectacular rainbow that either of us had ever seen.
Normally, I don’t bother taking photos of rainbows. Even with digital, I’ve learned that cameras just can’t do them justice.
But with this one, I had to try, even though it was far too large for me to photograph in its entirety.
If someone had asked me to get up at 4:15 to go see a rainbow, I would have said, “No, thank you. I’ve seen plenty of them.”
Yet I’m always ready to get up at such hours to go fishing. And if I hadn’t gone fishing on this morning, I would have missed a sight that I will treasure for the rest of my life.
(This is one the many experiences that inspired my book, Why We Fish. Bill Dance and others also contributed.)