Mysteries with fly fishing as part of the story
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John Buchan has a lot of fly-fishing in his stories, but I don't know if they would fall in the definition of mysteries. The Edward Leithen (esp. John MacNab) and Dickson McCunn stories are probably the fishiest.
I tried the tagmash: http://www.librarything.com/tag/fly+fishing,+mystery - that seems to come up with a few promising titles (you can probably skip Plato's Republic, though...).
From the list, Keith McCafferty, David Leitz and William G. Tapply look like the most obvious authors to investigate.
Oh, definitely lots of painters, but fishing played an important part in the story.
Just for fun, I tried
- they both come up with almost the same subset of the first list.
Death is no sportsman (Cyril Hare, 1938) is obviously a classic of the genre, it comes up in all the lists.
I actually have all the books everyone mentioned so far but I appreciate the input. You never know when something new will be found.
'So you've met Archie Brown, have you?' asks Laura's husband when Grant returns home.
'Is that his name?'
'It used to be. Since he elected himself the champion of Gaeldom he calls himself Gilleasbuig Mac-a'-Bruithainn. He's frightfully unpopular at hotels.'
'How would you like to page someone called Gilleasbuig Mac-a'-Bruithainn?'
But he's not just there to be made fun of; he has a purpose; Tey is a canny writer.)
As to whether Grant gets any decent fishing...you'll have to read the book!
I haven't read them for some time, but I'm sure fishing also crops up in some of Ronald Knox's entertaining Miles Bredon novels. And wasn't fishing Inspector Maigret's relaxation of choice?
I don't remember if Maigret ever got to do any actual fishing - usually his holidays are talked about ahead of time but have to be cancelled/shortened/curtailed when a murder gets in the way. But there are so many Maigret books that you can never rule anything out.
If he goes fishing, I would imagine him sitting solitary on the bank of a canal watching his float for hours on end (looking out for crimes in progress on the passing barges, of course). Not standing in a Scottish river doing complicated things with flies...
"If he goes fishing, I would imagine him sitting solitary on the bank of a canal watching his float for hours on end (looking out for crimes in progress on the passing barges, of course)."
I like it! And of course the pipe, tobacco pouch, matches, bottle-opener and beer bottle would rather get in the way of doing complicated things with flies...
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