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~Stories of Fly Fishing
and Lesser Passions

by Bruce Ducker

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HOME POOL BY BRUCE DUCKER

HOME POOL
~Stories of Fly Fishing and Lesser Passions
by Bruce Ducker

Released August 30, 2008
Publisher: Stackpole Books Hardcover, 192 pages
ISBN-10:081170386X
ISBN-13:978-0811703864

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HOME POOL
~Stories of Fly Fishing and Lesser Passions

"Snazzy yet strong, deeply personal and yet universal—a rare melange served up with extraordinary elegance in this inelegant time of fast fare angling 'literature.' "
Art Lee

"Bruce Ducker carefully crafts moody, psychological stories ....."
Eldridge Hardy

"The art is sublime and the stories captivating." 
John Fielder

"In Home Pool, his latest release, (a series of fishing-related stories previously  published in elite sporting journals) Ducker introduces some of the most memorable situations and characters ever to embrace a rod and reel. As in many of his other works, his protagonists are often searching for something, or are in need and his elegant mastery of language and mood enhance his flair for storytelling. Ducker’s style equals content every time, a reward for the serious reader.

"One hardly needs to be a fisherman to enjoy the book. But with Ducker’s help, you’re a lot closer to the experience by the collection’s end."
Corinne Joy Brown, in Colorado Expressions

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HOME POOL
~Stories of Fly Fishing and Lesser Passions

From the tale Ute Creek Pass:

At first he fished hard. There were no hatches and no fish fed on the surface. And so he fished deeper, drifting a nymph then a wet fly to find deep-lying trout, free-drifting as if it had just jarred loose from its pupal shuck attached to the riverbed stones. People put nymphing down -- the dry-fly purists put it down -- but it took more skill, more intuition. You had to feel that fish mouth the nymph, sense when the line veered or stopped for the briefest moment, and strike before the fish spit out the tiny lure.  It was a skill, and lots of people fished for years before they picked it up and lots more never got it at all.

From The Pious Angler:

He was a tall man who walked with a stoop. At first you couldn't tell whether he was old or young, white or black, because of his outfit. He wore a white shirt with no tie, a vest buttoned at every chance, and a black jacket down to his knees. Dr. Jeckyll would have called it a frock coat. Below the vest hung dirty-looking tassels, like hair that needed a wash. His own hair, long and ropey, hung out from under the gloom of his hat so you couldn't tell what was hair and what was shadow.

And the hat—mostly he was hat, a man hanging down from a hat. You've seen those jellyfish that are all tentacles, wisps from a giant umbrella. His hat was the umbrella. It was black, more pelt than metallic, with a round, unshaped crown that was overly tall. The brim reached to his shoulders and swallowed the light under it. To find his face you had to stare, you couldn't be sure it hadn't disappeared

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
   
   
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