On Saturday I spent a day fishing with Steven Lawler on my local river. Steven is a very experienced and accomplished fisherman and has fished many exotic locations. He has also fished several of exulted chalk streams of England, the “Holy Grail” for lowly heathens like me. He has also enjoyed wonderful trout fishing in Eastern Europe. On the banks of the Guadalhorce he told me an intriguing story about a fishing adventure in Slovenia.
I don´t know a whole lot about Slovenia, to be truthful, but it turns out that it is very beautiful and has remarkable fishing; pristine rivers, free-rising trout. It also turns out, as it happens, that the natives of that country are pretty uninhibited sorts who think nothing stripping off of sun bathing along river banks in the nude.
Anyway our hero, oblivious to such things, was standing in a pool on some trout river, when a young lady who had been sunning herself nearby decided it might be nice to cool off.
In the finest traditions of Slovenian sun bathing she wasn´t wearing a stitch of clothing, or a bathing suit of any sort. She approached the river and eased herself into the water.
Steven of course, being an Englishman, and understanding the need for rules and protocol, as refined and developed on the finest fisheries on earth, continued to study the surface of the river and not would not allow himself to be distracted from the business at hand. (Or at least so he claims!) He just continued to scan the river for signs of rising fish or of hatching insects.
In the meantime, this attractive young woman was wallowing in the refreshing waters of their shared pool before swimming over to him and began to strike up a conversation.
What a story! As soon as I heard it I began to ask about whether I could afford a week´s holiday in Slovenia.
Honestly, I didn´t realise the trout fishing there was so good!
When Steven recounted this particular tale my jaw dropped and it did not occur to me to ask the question which has since formulated in my mind. “When she swam over what did she say to you?”
Unfortunately my life experiences have never offered me the opportunity to discover what naked ladies that you have never met before, might want to bring up in discussion.
Maybe, as the two of them stood together in the river and, as the cool and soothing Slovenian waters, flowed around her naked body she simply asked…..
“Is anything rising?”
The Soca River, Slovenia
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