Fly-fishing the Arctic Circle to Tasmania

Marooned on a river island above the Arctic Circle, caught by a flash flood in New Zealand, boated with an NFL cheerleader in the Caribbean, robbed in a British Columbia motel, and bunked with an almost-terrorist in Manitoba, this author-preacher from Colorado has had some interesting experiences when going &quote;further out&quote; to fish. Twelve ebullient stories of adventure, travel, and international fly-fishing are told here. They are undergirded by a singular autobiographical story that weaves James White's passion for fly-fishing with his vocation in ministry. The book takes the reader from the Indian Ocean to the River Vltava in Bohemia. The characters met include &quote;two-headed&quote; Taswegians and Lake Woebegon &quote;strong women.&quote; In one story, you stand with the author on &quote;basement of time&quote; metamorphics, beneath the Northern Lights in another, and before the Southern Cross in a third. You'll go on an &quote;Ixthus/Christ and Ichthyology/Fishing&quote; retreat. With the stories are illuminating photographs of giant rainbows, massive moose antlers, and &quote;Jesus Rays&quote; coming through a Ukrainian Orthodox church cupola. The book leads to rumination on Henry David Thoreau's observation that &quote;Men may go fishing all their life and never know it's not fish they're after.&quote;