Rivers, Easter, and Living Water

One reason rivers have always appealed to me is because they are "alive." A passing glance at any river would lead you to believe that it is always the same. And yet it is never the same as new water flows through it continually. A healthy river gives life to everything it touches (especially trout, of course).

I have often thought that a river is a powerful metaphor for the ultimate Living Water - Jesus Christ. Jesus described himself as living water to the Samaritan Woman at Jacob's well.

I had this thought again this Easter as our family watched a MormonMessages Easter video. It is a testimony of Jesus Christ by Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, a member of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles. Its message has broad appeal at a time when positive messages are needed in the world. Shortly after its release it reached the top of the Viral Video Chart, which identifies the most popular “viral” videos on the internet.



While rivers bring life, another prophet, Howard W. Hunter, said most pointedly how the Living Water brings life - "whatever Jesus lays his hands upon lives."

The Return of Spring: Blue Wing Olives

It's hard to beat spring fishing on the Provo River. Perhaps it's me anticipating all winter the return of casting dry flies to rising brown trout. Perhaps it's the fish anticipating feeding on an active spring hatch. Perhaps it's me remembering the nearly forgotten sights, sounds, and feel of being in the river. Whatever the reason, the late-March to early-May Blue Wing Olive mayflies on the Provo are hard to beat.

My son Mason and I spent a couple of hours recently casting to fish on the Provo on a beautiful spring day in early April. He returns to BYU soon for his final year and we were eager to get in some good spring fishing before he does.

I heralded the return of spring, of course, with a trip to Eddie Robinson's. Barlow directed me to his favorite flies and I bought a generous helping of nymphs, emergers, and drys. (He also reminded me that they clean lines, a trip I have yet to make.)

Here is this year's selection. I wonder why I bother with the nymphs and emergers since it's really casting dry flies (far right) that brings me out in the spring.

This trip was to a stretch of the middle Provo I first fished last fall. I assured Mason we would find eager fish here. While our success was mostly on emergers and we saw no prolific hatch, it proved to be just as rewarding in the spring as in the fall.

Looking northeast to the mountains at the far end of the Heber Valley.

Mason releasing a fish he'll enjoying releasing even more next year.


It's always fun to be on the water. It's even more fun to share it with those you love.


Welcome spring! We've enjoyed winter but it's nice to have you back.