We found ourselves a few hours from home, needing to kill some time while my wife was in a meeting. The local fly shop beckoned.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Uh…I don’t know…pheasant tail?”

“Nice, that’s right.”

“Can we buy this one?”

“Ah, not sure we can catch a trout with that.”

“But I love pink.”

“That’s for bonefish.”

“Ooh…how about this one?”

“Do you have any steelhead trips planned?”

“But I love pink.”

“Well, what the heck.”

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