Who is The James River Mermaid? It is you, me, and no living creature on this planet, all at the same time. The mermaid is present in all of us – that is, all of us who fish – but it is none of us. Using us as a vessel to express it’s euphoria while taking part in the finest experiences mother nature offers fuels it. Simultaneously, the mermaid is your sensation-less, frost-covered fingers on a cold, 8+ hour, skunked trip. It vicariously lives through us whenever we pick up a fly rod. The mermaid is life. The mermaid is fly fishing…
What’s up? My name is Bram. I fly fish.
After a couple years of on-and-off blogging, I’ve noticed something. I mainly write about fly fishing. Of course other topics occasionally pop up, but overall I tend to document the rod-in-hand experiences. So, this being The Real 411, I felt the need to clarify: This is a bona fide fly fishing blog, dammit!
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