Tups Indispensable: Finback Films on Vimeo - Low and Clear Trailer

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Finback Films on Vimeo - Low and Clear Trailer

Finback Films on Vimeo - Low and Clear Trailer

There are many kinds of fishermen:
Some are Philosophers. Some are madmen.
Two long lost friends. They've taken different paths.
Together for one last trip.

http://www.lowandclear.com
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During a winter flyfishing trip to Canada, two old friends, J.T. Van Zandt and Alex "Xenie" Hall, learn they've have grown apart in more ways than one. J.T., the thoughtful even-keeled son of a songwriting legend believes there's more to fishing than catching fish. Short-tempered Xenie, a "firewood salesman," sees it differently and fishes like it's a race against the clock. Their different approaches to fishing and life emerge and clash on the snowy river banks and damp hotel rooms of British Columbia in this true story of a friendship stretched to the breaking point. An exploration of life in the disappearing wilderness of the West, Low & Clear unfolds with moments of humor and pathos, success and failure, as J.T. and Xenie find themselves on a fishing trip that could be their last.

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This is a simple blog that just collects links to films and video shorts by others on the subject of wild fly fishing on (mainly) rivers. Generally not many technical fly fishing guides, but just an anthology of the more poetic films that capture the joy and beauty (and catch and release) of mainly wild trout on the fly, and feature the passionate breed that seek them out.

THE TESTAMENT OF A FISHERMAN

ROBERT TRAVER 1964, (aka JUDGE JOHN VOELKER 1903-93)

I fish because I love to;

Because I love the environs where trout are found, which are invariably beautiful, and hate the environs where crowds of people are found, which are invariably ugly;

Because of all the television commercials, cocktail parties, and assorted social posturing I thus escape;

Because, in a world where most men seem to spend their lives doing things they hate, my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion;

Because trout do not lie or cheat and cannot be bought or bribed or impressed by power, but respond only to quietude and humility and endless patience;

Because I suspect that men are going along this way for the last time, and I for one don’t want to waste the trip; because mercifully there are no telephones on trout waters;

Because only in the woods can I find solitude without loneliness;

Because bourbon out of an old tin cup always tastes better out there;

Because maybe one day I will catch a mermaid;

And, finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant – and not nearly so much fun.