Picture this: It’s 8:30 on a crisp September morning in the Great Smoky Mountains, and I’m about to step into a pair of chest-high waders for the very first time. My hands are trembling slightly—not from the mountain air, but from pure anticipation. After 40+ years of wondering “what if,” I’m finally going to fly fish […] The post My First Cast into Paradise: A Fly-Fishing Adventure in the Great Smoky Mountains appeared first on Little Family Adventure.
