There was a time in my life when fly-fishing was my life. I was a true fish bum. My entire existence revolved around the “sport”…But as time went on, something changed within me. It was a gradual change — a slow raising consciousness, if you will. I fought it at first, and even tried to block it out, but eventually I had to face it. I knew what I was doing was wrong…

There are few things in life more relaxing or enjoyable than sitting along a creek and watching trout, seeing them not as trophies, but as individuals — living, breathing creatures worthy of equal consideration. As an old wise woman once said, “a hobby a day keeps the doldrums away.” But when that hobby involves cruelty, it’s time to rethink what you’re doing.

Mr. Cope’s full article can be found at: http://www.earthisland.org/journal/index.php/elist/eListRead/catch_and_release_is_no_fun_for_the_fish