Fly fishing in central Italy, the trout of the Tronto river
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After climbing down a steep path we reach the river. The feeling is astonishing, there is no perception to be in the middle of a city. It is all green and lush. Only by lifting the head one can realize to be in a town. The buildings are lost up above, the urban noise canceled by the gurgling water and the rustling of the fronds.