The coolness of the shade beneath the willow was an invitation to relax. It was nap time. The scent of lavender and wild flower permeated the air. In the distance, one could hear the cicadas singing. The calm water reflected the flight of two swallows in a splendid blue sky. The end of the afternoon was approaching and Daniel was still sitting calmly, watching the little cork bobbing to the peaceful rhythm of the ripples on the water. It had been a while since he had had a nibble, but to be honest, at this spot, it was unusual for something to nibble. But no matter. Daniel has been coming to this idyllic spot every summer for the last 10 years and, for nothing in the world, would he give up the extraordinary pleasure that provides the best of sports … fishing.