At the age of forty-two, Wayne Fields set upon a sort of pilgrimage when he waded the near twenty-mile stretch of a small river in northern Michigan with fly rod in hand. He emerged with a beautiful and poignant memoir, a meditation on families and aging, and a whimsical response to what time, and streams, and those we care about bring into our lives.
I'd say that there was something compelling about the writing to keep me interested in a book about fishing....but then there was the mid-life crisis aspect and the wilderness, no outdoor experience, undercurrent (excuse the pun). Some memorable quotes, too, like "The old dilemma: I want something to happen but nothing to change."