“I never thought I’d become a fishing writer,” John Gierach told me during an interview in 2006. I cannot imagine this sport—or this world—had he not. John died yesterday morning of a heart attack. I have many thoughts, but neither the will nor the inclination to share them right now. There’ll be time for that. But felt you all deserved to know. He represented the very best of what flyfishing is. R.I.P. my friend.