David, what a lovely story. Ray used to be a Fisheries Inspector out on the freshwater rivers of western New South Wales.

Fly fishing was common in several rivers west of Canberra when he had Yass and district although it is more common nearer to the dividing range. I guess in the late afternoon it is much as you describe it here with the sky being brilliant before it faded into black.

Thanks for the memories.

Sue.

David,

Thank you for sharinmg the story. Memories are a thing to be cherished.