In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly fishing. We lived at the junction of great trout rivers in western Montana, and our father was a Presbyterian minister and a fly fisherman who tied his own flies and taught others. He told us about Christ’s disciples being fishermen, and we were left to assume, as my brother and I did, that all first-class fishermen on the Sea of Galilee were fly fishermen and that John, the favorite, was a dry-fly fisherman. – Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It.*

This might be the most literate fish porn ever. Education consultant Simmons Lettre pops up here from time to time (including this ridiculousness). Below here’s one from a few weeks ago, the result of a wind blown Montana trip.

Do you want to see more pics of fish, or education people with fish? Here are hundreds. Send me yours.

*River Runs Through It is a popular book, and a lovely one, helped in no small part by a successful film. But in this season when wildfire is in the news I’d suggest Young Men and Fire if you’re looking for a summer read. It’s about the 1949 Mann Gulch fire.