A Gift of a Rainbow
The Gift of a Rainbow Norman Maclean ended his beautiful novella with these words " The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of those rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters .” As I spent my second week in Montana this summer, something in me continued to hear the mysterious words "haunted by water". So it was in August of 2015, I took my son to the great waters of the Missouri and the bending rocky and conifer laden banks of the Blackfoot River where Maclean experienced a youth that inspired him to write "A River Runs Through It". Being August, we knew that the days would heat up so we rose early to get on the river as the fish were longing for their rising tricos ( a common name given to Tricorythodes mayflies, which hatch most abundantly in August on trout rivers) and other winged dry flies. We met up with ...