Like most sports, fly fishing requires patience and practice. Watching someone else do it (like John’s pro-star brother) seems simple enough; just a few little flicks of the wrist: 10 o’clock and 2 o’clock. Except you also have to coordinate your other arm to tug at the right time, and let go at the right time, while making sure not to whip yourself in the face with your line. It wasn’t easy. We got frustrated, and cold. And then we vowed to resume practice next spring.