There's a saying that goes something like "the best time to fish is whenever you can." I believe that to a certain degree, but there's something about fishing with time constraints that is panicky and exhilarating. Yesterday there was an opportunity to fish a spring creek in Central PA for about an hour on the way home from New York. Before the fishing starts it seems like a great idea. Pop in, catch a few fish, head home, the end! Unfortunately, things are never quite that easy. 

Don't ask me to explain it, but there's a level of anxiousness and panic felt while rigging up that is unlike anything else. There's this irrational worry and fear of someone pulling into the lot and jumping ahead that stresses me out to no end. Despite being able to count on one hand the number of times this has actually happened, it's as reliable a feeling as ever on a fishing trip. This is exasperated on a time shortened excursion like the one today. It feels like things that NEVER happen all happen at once when I'm trying to make every second count. The tippet-fly knot executed tens of thousands of times all of sudden takes 4 tries and it's only after the fact that I realize I've skipped a guide while fishing the floating line through my rod. Spectacular start!

​Sending human beings to the moon, the tearing down of the Berlin Wall, and the start of this blog. Let's call those the most important events in the last 50 some years, shall we? Maybe that's a little overblown...but today marks the first day of the rest of the Internet's life. No more can it be said that a blog by Nick DelVecchio doesn't exist. My goal and hope is that this will be a written compendium of the tomfoolery, realness, and beauty that I find on my outdoor adventures. 

I've heard the question "why do you like the outdoors so much" more times than I can remember, and when faced with this question there are two possible avenues to respond with. The first is some cliche stock response about the beauty, solitude, peacefulness, fun, etc. to be found outdoors while the second is digging into the almost spiritual overtones that can found in the rhythms of a trout stream.  See what I mean? Spiritual overtones and rhythms of a trout stream isn't exactly something that resonates with the crowd that doesn't already fly fish. Talking about getting back to hunter gatherer roots and oneness with nature while archery hunting doesn't strike the appropriate chord.