The sounds of rivers allow us to fall into a hypnotic state and transport our senses to a more serene, and most often inquisitive, place. Suppose we step away from all the digital madness in the world today and find ourselves completely alone on a river. In that case, we notice a significant difference in heart rate, thought patterns, and levels of concentration. Most noticeable of all is that time has little or no measurable bearing. The position of our shadow, or the angle of reflection of the water, is really the only cue when it comes to relative time. The sounds that a fisherman makes are somewhat limited; I suppose that's why I come across so much shy wildlife from one season to the next. Fox, Heron, deer, the elusive badger, and turkey are all the usual suspects. This past season, two coyotes came sloshing across the river, twenty or so feet in front of me, with absolutely no inhibition. Recently, an unexpected visit from a hummingbird has kept me thinking about the c...